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Oars…


Cthulhu from www.playground.ruIn the water. Things going on. Stuff. I don’t know about you, but I’m planning on buying at least ten copies of the upcoming anthology The Fall of Cthulhu, from Horrified Press. Just sayin’.

It’s a promising book. I could name at least four people who will have work in it.
The idea is that good old Big C somehow doesn’t measure up;he misfires. Hey, it happens to everyone.
The inestimable Doug Draa is the editor. He was with Weird Tales for a bit, and I think served as an officer in the HWA. Doug also has the ubercool blog Uncle Doug’s Bunker of Vintage Horror Paperbacks, which is where I first encountered him.
Very much a book to look forward to. It may or may not contain a small piece called Pnakotic Reaction, which may or may not be the product of endless hours of research (read: sitting around reading horror books and the results of googling) and draw upon a certain character from The Horror In the Museum and a certain Messenger of the Great Old Ones as principal characters.
Just sayin’.

If you’re in a listening mood, you could click “Reflections on Polished Steel” and hear an update of a song I originally posted to AcidPlanet some years ago, as part of the penultimate AE Artbomb. I removed most of the midi-derived parts and substituted guitar, bass, string, and piano parts through the magic of Jamorigin.

There are several more stories floating around out there, and my first ebook Before Crazytown is still available. The next book is reported to be “Abed”, which is the chronicle of a time I spent in the hospital and in a convalescent center, after surviving Ards.

Money from Outside


GoFundMe campaign for Letters from Outside:

Moody Blue Tuesday


Ross Lockhart noticed my review of “Chick Bassist” and was kind enough to put up a shoutout on Facebook. Good guy, Ross. Fine writer. I have the two Books of Cthulhu that he edited and am going to embark on that adventure soon. But first I need to finish the books ahead in the queue…

Yesterday, while waiting for cabs, I read through Dennis Etchison’s Bradbury/Matheson. I had this to say initially:
Bradbury/MathesonBradbury/Matheson by Dennis Etchison

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

EXCELLENT pair of interviews with titans of weird fiction. The Matheson portion is much longer and deeper but both are illustrative of the men’s personalities and approaches.
The interviewer wisely chooses to interject little of his own personality into the proceedings, instead letting his subjects speak for themselves.
A good deal of the content concerns both authors relationships with Hollywood. Very interesting indeed.

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That’s it in a nutshell. Ray bitched through most of the thing, though not without a sense of humor. Matheson got nostalgic, after a fashion. He spent much more time in Tinseltown than Bradbury, and knows the lay of the land better.

Before I left for my appointment with catheter doom, I had a small epiphany and tied together the parts of an epic I’ve had knocking around for a couple of years, entitled Cassilda and the King (<click to listen-a new tab will open). The King, of course, in this case, is the infamous Chambers-created KIY, the veritable wearer of the pallid mask his ownself. Continue reading

apres le Deluge


Dropped a load of capsule reviews on Amazon and Goodreads yesterday, uploaded two new tracks. Working on one more tune and the cover for Fear and Loathing in Innsmouth, which I’m trying to get out by Xmas. The tune is a long prog/classical piece ostensibly about the King and Cassilda, whose story I’ve been reading recently.
The new tunes are milf, a fusion-y piece with beautiful clean guitars, and Tansy, named after the heroine of Fritz Leiber’s Conjure Wife. Continue reading

Fate Accompli


moderan avatar from ReverbnationDid quite a bit this month. Feeling kinda proud of myself. In november 2008, I wrote a 62,000 word novel and created a cd’s worth of material while simultaneously quitting smoking mid-month. That was pretty productive.

In January 2001, I wrote two short stories in an afternoon and saw them both get published. That was good too.

One day in the mid-70s, I sat down with a couple of pencils and a pile of notebook paper and wrote a novel. About the same wordage as the above. That was the single most productive day of my creative life.

I had a month kinda like that. I wrote a 46k novel (Betrothed to Yog-Sothoth), finished a thirteen-year-old manuscript (Fear and Loathing in Innsmouth) with 15k words, thereby qualifying for a Nanowrimo win, wrote another 10k’s worth of two short stories, and topped that off by composing, performing, and producing a baker’s dozen of new songs, which I’ve just now finished posting to Reverbnation.

I’ll post them onsite soon. The jukebox is taking shape too.

So…I’ll enjoy the feeling while it lasts, and try not to break my arm in the process.

“before Crazytown” has sold more copies than I expected, though not very many in real terms. Fear and Loathing in Innsmouth should surpass it. I’m probably going to offer that as a print book also, though maybe not right away. Crazytown is champing at the bit too.

Surf the wave, me.

 

Encapsulated


I finished a book last night and a piece of music this morning. Here’s the review of the book:
The HAB Theory

From Goodreads:

The HAB Theory by Allan W. Eckert

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Finally getting to the end of the Hab Theory. It’s a long book, and the end honestly plods a little bit. It’s a bit anachronistic, in the mode of Arthur Hailey and that bunch.
Not a bad book but not a GREAT book, which is what it wanted to be. A bestselling topper to such things as 334 and The Sheep Look Up, with a new twist on the global disaster thing.
But too much focus on developing sorta stereotype characters made me picture everyone wearing dacron polyester and hoping there would be fondue.

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Carnival Knowledge

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It’s been decided by the powers-that-be (namely me) that my December ebook will be Fear and Loathing In Innsmouth. January will be the “abed chronicles”, depicting my harrowing experiences in the hospital a couple of years ago. And perhaps CrazyTown if all of the i’s have been crossed and the tees dotted.
Letters from Outside will fit in there somewhere, as long as I’m in finishing mode. Not going to open it for contributions at present but that’s still a possibility somewhere down the line.
Other volumes due in 2015 include “Milk“, the medical satire (Space Merchants meets Bug Jack Barron); Blue Easter (at long last); and Fallen Earring (the Hendrix novel).

In the Air


I’m still working on the jukebox utility for my website proper, but I have a lot of new music and I thought I’d share the Reverbnation url so you can hear some of it. Unfortunately this version of wordpress doesn’t have the ability to share the html5 widget. Currently, “moderan” is #14 in the rock genre in Tucson. I broke into the top 20 two months ago and haven’t left it yet. Weird. I had a couple of songs with a lot of pageviews–Blood Will Have Its Season, inspired by and named after the Joseph Pulver, Sr. book, and Nostalgia, which I did a Facebook test-promotion on. For five bucks (one day’s promo)  I got 941 impressions, 44 clickthroughs, 18 listens, and two positive email comments. Joe Pulver shared the tune on his timeline, and a lot of his fans went to the page afterward.

The newest track is called Don’t Let Me Down. It isn’t a Beatles or Bad Co. cover, but an original quasiballad. Some of my best guitar-wielding and some mighty sax-sounds (which were originally guitar).

I’ve also published an ebook at Smashwords this week. I’m finding Smashwords to be tricky to satisfy as far as format, but 3/4 of the people that click the teaser are buying it, and that’s damn good. Go ahead, check it out. You know you wanna…before Crazytown. It includes the original versions of some of the stories from Crazytown.

Fear and Loathing In Innsmouth will be next. I’m doing the cover myself, and a complete rewrite, saving maybe ten k from the original. I’ve abandoned plans to do a full webcomic for now, but that’s never dead. Just dormant.

Sorry to both of my fans about not posting for a year or so. I’ll be good, I promise.

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blogospherical


Or House of Blog or somesuch.
Here’s the list of creations:
Modblog, the domain version, which won’t be incorporating any of the content from this blog (officially the son of the son of modblog in my private nomenclature). That’ll have the basic daily rants and screeds and fluff, and update posts like this one. I’m committed to daily posting and may well crosspost between the three blogging platforms-blogger, wordpress, and my domain. It depends on how much I have to say each day.
I’m planning at the very least to do a lot more reviews-books and cds more so than movies, which I don’t watch much, and more sports content. Cubs, Bears, Blackhawks specifically. I get a lot of the Cub games on WGN, and the Bears have a few national games. The Hawks are rarely on tv, and the 160 bucks for a season’s worth of streaming is ridiculous. But I digress…next on the list is :

Fallen Earring, the eventual home for the edited first draft of the nanonovel. This version is radically different from the versions previously posted. The delivery system is all that I kept-otherwise it’s a complete rewrite and is causing retrocon ripples throughout my little pocket universe.
You’ll notice that the design is a little different…in that the background is the same gif that I made most of the old buttons from. I think it looks pretty good in that context, and I’ve chopped up the colored-pencil drawing some and used it for a header graphic as well as the “book cover”.

WordWorld, where I’m planning to post a good variety of my written work. That will include the revised versions as well as some first and second drafts as I wish to discuss the genesis of some of the pieces.
The content will change from time to time as I add and subtract pieces, depending on which segment of the overall continuity they’re slotted into at the moment.
The design has my usual starfield background and a bunch of desk tools, including the requisite cuppa joe.

Fear and Loathing In Innsmouth. This webcomic (including a portion that is envisioned as a graphic novel) will be starting around the New Year.
The greenish color scheme indicates the relation to the Letters from Outside anthology, due to start appearing around the same time.

There are also a couple of things I’m not prepared to unveil as yet. It seems that I found the key to my lethargy after all as my O2 converter experienced complete fail at @2 am, causing my dearest to be awakened and the on-call tech to be summoned. It had been sounding like a garbage truck in the driveway for most of the afternoon and night, and finally gave up the ghost.
Fortunately I had one last portable tank on hand and D put that together while I made the call. The whole process was handled very professionally, and Jose was here within the hour to change out the unit. I’d have to say that the old converter was probably failing for a while, and that’s why I was feeling so run-down that I was literally huffing and puffing just from getting up to go into the kitchen. Burning plastic fumes, air instead of straight oxygen, a combination of the two, those are likely culprits.
I’m feeling much better. My gigantic migraine has just about gone away. D has gone to work dspite having just a couple hours’ sleep, though she’s gonna go home early if allowed. Last Friday was pretty slow, or so I was led to understand. Let’s hope today is likewise. We could use the money but she has to be exhausted.

Dipped into it and dipped IN IT


Yep, as remarked on in the previous jinxpost, I went wandering right into the Fallen Earring minefield and was promptly hit with a block. For a couple of hours I sat trying to squeeze one more peanut of a word through my eyedropperful of wanna and then gave up.
I got to work instead on the Letters from Outside archive. It’s a wp facility like many of my things, and I’m still monkeying around with the layout a bit. Looks pretty good, though. Dunno what problems I’ll have when I start copying and pasting the content but I’ll burn that bridge when I come to it.
Still has James’ Russell’s excellent graphic for the logo, and I’ve tried to match the green as well as I can. The whole thing has a nice clean look to it, which I’m going for. Let the content speak for itself, just unclutter the place.
There’s all the time in the world to work on it, and I need a lot of things to keep me going. My convalescence is going decently, but I’m still incapable of all-out effort for extended periods.
I need naps.
Anyway, I’m just gonna add some social-media widgets and see what else recommends itself to my attention before I start filling the place in.
It’ll be much nicer digs than Fortune City, and I’m pleased to be able to bring it to people who haven’t seen it before.
Fallen Earring now sits at just over 8000 words. I’m gonna peck away at it a little more and then call it a night. Or a day. Whatever.

Happy Birthday To Me and A General Checkpoint


Today is my 50th birthday. Or rather, the fiftieth anniversary of my birth. A lot of significance is attached to the years with zeroes…I don’t know why, but I do feel that this one is significant, if only because I almost didn’t have this one.
It’s been a sucky year overall-the good points are far outweighed by the bad, but we’ll come out of it all smelling pretty good. My long illness and recuperation will be the means by which I can switch horses and start on a new career path (or paths), and I’m all about getting creative with that.
It’s been difficult to get myself into a productive schedule-my insomnia has kicked in again, and the constant state of enervation keeps my energy level pretty low.. I can lie in bed and close my eyes to my heart’s content, but morpheus never overtakes me. My mind just keeps running and running, fueled apparently by some odd combination of cabin fever and artistic inspiration. I spend the endless waking moments planning, making to-do lists and plot skeletons or partial skeletons, knitting the threads that will relate those bones to other bones, playing in my mental ipod the pithy lead guitar and melody lines that will break my songs free of their formulae, and haunting the forums.
Yesterday it was made public that myself and another forum moderator were elevated to the role of global mod. A nice lady was told that she is now moderator of the Lounge and Debate sections. While I wouldn’t wish that role on anyone, I’ll be happy to help steer those conversations in the directions dictated by the site’s bylaws. There have been a couple of mentor appointments made recently, and all of them seem to be working out.
I have a couple of projects running there, some goals to shoot for. I’ve developed more patience this year, probably (okay, almost certainly) the result of my hospitalization. When you can’t move and have to depend on other (and rather busy) people to obtain food, water, and basic creature comforts like a urinal or bedpan, you learn to wait.
I’ve also developed a desire to finish things. I’m a killer starter of projects-I understand perfectly my dear lady’s knitter project list. I love most of my things so much that I don’t want to end them and keep starting new ones so that I don’t have to.
This can lead to aberrations like the 627,448 words of Carcosa (my 2009 NaNoNovel) that I typed up between November ’09 and January ’11, most of which are completely useless for anything other than cannibalization but were fun to do anyway. That monstrosity grew from the 1999 short story I of the Storm, which had the unique twist of the narrator undergoing transdimensional personality transplant and liking it immensely. I still like the general idea and did a buttload of worldbuilding for it, so I may try it again. That might be a good place for one of my patented themed-short-story groups.
The collection Blue Easter is going along quite well. I’m rewriting all of the principal pieces-“Green”, and “Parchment”, the original “Blue Easter” novella recast and repurposed, all of those fragments and linkpieces and thinkpieces, and am including the never-public rewrite of “Ghoul Picnic” entitled “The Whispering Trees”, and a couple more shorts that I’ll sandbag for now.
The webcomic/graphic novel Fear and Loathing in Innsmouth, which runs concurrent with that collection (it was originally intended to be part of it but has developed into a companion piece in terms of chronology), is underway at long last. I’ve done some of the character sketching and will be debuting that either around Xmas or just after the first of the year.
Those are virtual locks for completion in the next six months, and are on the front burners, along with the blognovel Fallen Earring. That’s going to be appearing on my website proper after nanowrimo. I’ve decided to do a complete rewrite, from scratch, and am doing it as my nanonovel. As soon as I can apply a decent edit, I’m going to put it up in sections. “It” being the version I’m happier with afterward. I’d like to put that novel to bed and get on with the next one in the series, Vermilion Dawn, which I’ve decided not to do for Nano this year.
I think four finished novels is a good goal to shoot for. It’d be great to post a year from now and say that I had achieved that goal, plus the musical projects. Hell, it’d be a great year.
Aforementioned musical projects: Suite Indigo, Warm Worlds and Otherwise, Cyberpunk Honkytonk are the titles of the three cds I’m planning to issue. Each will have material remastered for inclusion, new tracks/new instrumental parts, and probably new cover art. I’ll probably distribute them through reverbnation unless something striking catches my eye. They’ll all be available after the first of the year-might stagger the releases from month to month.
I’m finishing up another promotional video project. This time I’m doing voiceover as well as backtrack. Good practice for when I put my own videos together, something I’ve been mulling over for quite some time.
Here are a couple of the projects I’ve been associated with:

One of these days I’m going to try scoring my own pieces. I still have in mind to do the narrative of “Ghost Tracks” as a podcast, spoken over the music that inspired the story. I’d just have to figure out exactly how much time it takes to read the story put loud and go from there. That could easily make the front burner for a minute since it would be quickly accomplished.

That’s all for now. Lotta stuff since I haven’t been posting much lately. Thanks for reading!