Just Imagine Them Nekkid

In Abby’s Ancient History Book, there is a loooooong chapter (or 2) about me in music school. Yes, yes, long ago I studied vocal performance, aka oratorio, classical, musical theater, and opera. Yeup. Metalhead, tattooed me. And back then I actually liked listening to opera and musical theater as opposed to today when I run screaming from it. My … [Read more…]

Westbound, Part 1

I’ve been travelling across the country for… hm… three years. Damn. Three years. Such a long time now that I think on it, but no time at all according to history. Human history that is. Over a few million years, we’ve destroyed ourselves, reducing our evolutionary progress to a few browbeaten stragglers like yours truly. … [Read more…]

Meet Bitch Abby

It’s a quiet afternoon in our humble living room. Hubby is reading page 200,005 of Game of Thrones and I’m training my dogs to bring me beer from the fridge when the front door explodes into wooden splinters and in stalks Bitch Abby. “Rawr!” She pounds her fists against her chest. Bitch Abby thinks she’s a silverback gorilla. But no one has … [Read more…]

On death

My book, Deathmark, is about… you probably guessed it… death. I’ve had a longtime fascination with the inevitable, from the macabre to the sincere fear of loss. As my hero says, “death despises a barterer.” And that is the painful truth, isn’t it? We can’t march up to Death’s door and ask for a pardon … [Read more…]