Blog. I don’t know why but I’ve always disliked that word. It sounds to be like blaaaaag and I have read some really distressing — and boring — blogs. Well, why not? Everything you’re interested in, I won’t be and vice-versa. Take my husband, for example. He’s a great guy, none better. But he loves anything with astronauts, NASA, the space race — you name it. He’s in the process of reading every single biography of every single American astronaut. I can’t think of anything more prone to induce sleep. Don’t get me wrong. It is an interesting subject and I’ve seen The Right Stuff and read the book. The Martian was great and so was Interstellar (but after the third time, I admit, I fell asleep.) I like fiction; he likes biography.
That’s why I’m going to apologize right here and now. If you don’t like what I’m writing then don’t read it but I’ll try and make it interesting. Since I’m a horror writer — more often than not — a lot of my blogs will be horror related but since I also write other things, my blogs will be all over the place. I have kids and grandkids. You’ll probably hear about them. Dogs, cats, and a tortoise — yep, them too. Politics — not so much.
So, welcome to my blog. Step down into the dark and cobwebby recesses of my mind and let me entertain you as best I can.