On Wonka

Five-ish years ago, I wrote a 45,000 word novel about a troll with a drinking problem and a no-nonsense necromancer. It was a terrible story set in an urban fantasy world that was a clear rip-off of The Dresden Files. Only a handful of people read it and they tell me that it was good. I … Continue reading On Wonka

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On Parties

Drenched in the homemade blood made from Karo syrup, I put on my mask and then immediately take it off. Breathing in it is difficult and it forces me to sound creepier than I already look. For the next eight hours, I stoked a literal fire and a few conversational ones while attempting to not … Continue reading On Parties