Archive for April, 2013

English: Tweeting bird, derived from the initi...

English: Tweeting bird, derived from the initial ‘t’ of Twitter Deutsch: Twitschervogel, entwickelt aus dem Anfangs-‘t’ von Twitter (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I don’t know about the rest of you Indies, but when I first started this journey, it took me six months to get on Twitter. In retrospect, I wish I had done it sooner. What I discovered about Twitter is that it functions as a kind of e-mortar that helped keep all your online efforts linked with each other. Once I started slapping my Twitter handle on everything I posted (including comments), all of my varied activities began to receive noticeably more attention.

Once I was on Twitter, however, I became mired in a two month process of figuring out what the hell to tweet about. Everyone and their dog was already talking about this great Indie Writer article or that one and where to find his or her story download for FREE. Once I had about fifty followers, the volume of the tweets turned each Twitter experience into an unbearable cacophony.  To me, it felt like I and every other writer on Twitter were little piranhas snapping at the same piece of carcass in the water. In reality, only a few of us would actually get to eat while the rest of just flitted in dizzying circles, mesmerized by the blood-smell stuck up our noses. (more…)

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Perhaps my fellow Indie writers have had the experience that I have had regarding Indie Writer advice from other writers. Often, the really useful advice comes from writers who are still making their own ways to success. The successful ones, however, are too busy spending their pots of dough to take the time to counsel the rest of us starving artists. Therefore, we’re left to choose from a mound of suspect advice that MIGHT work and MIGHT not or a smaller pile of advice so vague the suggestions sound more like life-coaching lessons or general recommendations than anything resembling useful Indie business advice. I’ve found myself fairly frustrated over the months as I have scoured the internet for a detailed and systematized discussion on the use of social media as a marketing tool. Oh, sure, there are DOZENS of companies and writers who want to sell this information to me, but that just throws the information right back into the suspect pile (as I’m immediately suspicious of anything for which I must pay, while I have not the experience to judge the value of the product). The article I offer to you today is not helpful advice, but it will make you feel better about the hardships of our shared endeavor. At the very least, it will make you cackle like a hag at her cauldron. (more…)

Supernatural season 7 title card

Supernatural season 7 title card (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I may be an omnivore with a nose for blood, but even I like a little fun. Harlem Shake videos are generally stupid and make me want to smash my laptop, but as a HUGE “Supernatural” fan, I watch this video a couple times a week (usually when I’m sick to death of writing). Hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

Welcome to the blog that explores all things under-belly.

Since I was a small child, I have enjoyed the sensation of being scared. I describe myself as fearless but I get scared like all normal human beings. I just grasp tight onto the reins of whatever monster is dragging me through its nightmare and I enjoy the ride to its fullest. We never feel quite so alive as when we’re scared.

In honor of my (perhaps imbalanced) love of fear, I offer you Morsels for Monsters. In the pages of this blog, you will find horror fiction written by myself or reblogged from other talented horror writers about the web. You will find reviews of indie horror and thriller writers whose work I’ve discovered on Amazon or Wattpad. You will also find video and written reviews of indie horror films– Hollywood just doesn’t get scary right, anymore, with a few notable exceptions that I will of course discuss in my content.

So if you’re looking for a scare, start here. I’ll point the way to the deepest and darkest waters I discover on the internet and beyond.

Welcome to my lair. I hope you’ve brought your appetite for under-belly.Image

*Picture found at topnews.net.nz

I happened across this short story today as I was exploring the many faces of a new Twitter followers, Troy Blackford. His blog, Journey to Death at Lifespeed, features a number of short stories of the horror and thriller genres. I haven’t read much of his work, but I did enjoy a piece of his entitled “All in Your Head.” You can find that story here: http://www.troyblackford.com/2013/01/all-in-your-head-by-troy-blackford.html (more…)

Physical

Just 'nother old pick-up

Today was made for me by gods.

A massive sun hangs steamy and stubborn in the endless sky, the air swells with humidity, the light in my eyelashes punishes. 

My foot is a brick against the accelerator of the old pickup, which squeals with distress or delight but either is good to my ears. The windows are down, the wind bullies my sweating face, raking my tangled hair. It feels good, a splash of cold water after a hot, beer-soaked brawl. The road in front of me stretches empty, wants to be driven, and I meet it head on, with the perfect joy of a racer completing his final lap.

            I feel at once ecstatic and empty, fulfilled and thirsty. I wonder if I should seek out a bar, if there I could find a reward worthy of this day. Scotch would taste good, right now, mother’s milk, all peat and clawing bite when it hits the back of the tongue, then fire and ice in the gut, then warmth, slow and comfortable, in the blood. (more…)