A freakishly odd story writhing in alien-bug-creature metaphor describing a writer’s dedication to his craft that only costs him his sanity. Bizarro fiction disguised as a drug trip, wrapped in an inner struggle with pansexuality (before that was a thing). I think I liked this movie a lot, but it’s so twisted in metaphor it’s hard to really know what it means. It’s not horror, but darkly twisted and #strange. Cool #vintage #creature #sfx and sort of a noir vibe. Very my-kinda-weird. Abstract art of a sort. Check it out if you like #oldschool flicks and refreshingly whacky storytelling. 7/10
LAST DAY to grab the new #novel from BLOODMAGIK.COMat it’s discounted price, fam! Get yours and get your read on for the new year! Combo BARGAIN BUYS are also still available for those who need Book One in my contemporary dark-fantasy #horror saga, and/or my Christmas-horror, stoner comedy, A Christmas Carcassing. Buy 1 or buy them all from my website and get them signed + a free Splatball squishy brain for that #zombie child in all of us (or the one you got shuffling around your home.) Take a bite out of some #dark #fiction and see if you don’t swallow, I dare you! (lol) GET BIT!! -cm
Looking through some favs from Manzanedo on deviantart.com today for an image to head Chapter 6 of my vampire/fantasy/comedy story on Wattpad –> The Journals of a Vampire Scribe <– Click the link to checkout the story. \m/ -z/cm
Put this image together and uploaded the Proem (prologue) and first chap of my experimental vampire comedy on Wattpad. Look up corwynmatthew to check it out and let me know what you think. And here’s a sniff of what I wrote yesterday, throwing down a sold 861 words to top off chapter 4 \m/
“What…do I do with this?”
“It’s a bag, genius. You open it.”
Somehow I feel like this is
a setup. Like if-and-when I opened the damn thing some illusion of a giant spider or demon-red
snake is going to leap from its contents, alien-baby-face-hug me, and send me
spiraling into the role of The Vamp Who Shit His Own Heart Through His Ass in Terror…
When I don’t move to
further the plot, she rolls her eyes with a
sigh, grabs the bag from my hands and unzips it for me. I’m pretty sure I
didn’t cringe… At least not outwardly. But either way I feel like a sissy when
she hands it back and nothing repulsive slithers out.
“Look,” she says, having to
walk me through the
motions of manning-up.
I decide it’s probably safe to do as she asks and start in on it,
sifting through a fairly ordinary, early-twenty-something’s things.
Get in on the adventure now and follow my freshly created Wattpad account to get notified when I upload new parts. -z/cm
I think I finished off Chapter 49 in the BM saga tonight. Book One ends at Chapter 22.5 (The Bathroom Blues), Book Two picks up at Chapter 23 (which is not yet available), and Book Three, which I’m calling (for now) Blood Magik: A Living Hell in L.A., starts at 38.5. I decided on the running numbers because the story never really stops. It’s not like a series. It really is all one story and, maybe long after its all said and done, will be printed up as some titanic, 2,500 page omnibus that might be better sold as a stepping stool for us short folk to reach the top shelf than as a novel. (In that it’d be thick as fuck, not that that’s all it would be good for. Although, metaphorically speaking…kind of a cool concept considering it’s what might give me that “step up” in my career by the end of it.) Anyway, I’m not sure if anyone has ever done the running numbers before. Let me know if you know of a saga or series of books that has. And, as always…
After-Xmas Bargain Buy! Both 6 x 9 Paperbacks for one killer price! (So exciting! 🤓) Get both copies signed on BloodMagik.comfor a measly 24 beans! (Sale ends on 1/1/19)
Synopsis for A Christmas Carcassing: In Shawn & Marv’s Holiday Horrors (Book One), two toasted teens find themselves immersed in the festive corpses of Christmas mall workers without a clue to who’s leaving them behind. With only one Santa left alive in town, can these two leaf-brained suburbanites piece together who’s tearing the holidays apart in time to save Christmas? Comedy and carnage collide in this comedic -insert arbitrary C-word here-
Synopsis for Blood Magik: A Cold Day in Hell: Undead hockey jocks. An eight-foot-tall, soul-hording demon wolf. A near-immortal witch with sights set on ruling her New Hell on Earth. And a squad of unlucky chum in apocalyptic waters all collide under blood-clouds for a morbidly wicked adventure staring a beast, a beauty, and an old guy. Blood Magik is the sports-themed d-day no one dared asked for. Readers, be warned: This book bites.
Could the fate of these two leaf-brained teens mean the end of Christmas? Or will Shawn & Marv live to blow doj another holiday day? Don’t let the series title, Shawn & Marv’s Holiday Horrors, answer that question for you. Snatch up a signed copy of the novel for a little Chritmas reading instead while it’s discounted at Bloodmagik.com, and get your bitchin Bah Humbug skulls from SazSkullduggery on etsy. 🎅🤘☠ -z/cm