A little over a week ago, I received quite the interesting package from the out past the South Pacific. Inside was an effigy of terrifying grace that exuded beautiful madness. If ever before I had doubted the depths a sane man can fall, those doubts were forever smothered by the arrival of my custom handmade Cthulhu Dice Bag by Wayward Masquerade. Continue reading »
With so many Mythos related tales out there, I’m usually incredibly picky about the stories I read. I always prefer the mythos full length novels. So, when I saw Amazon recommending Carter & Lovecraft to me, I decided to give it a chance. Continue reading »
Yesterday my words violently rose up and attempted a coup. I spent three hours fighting them, wrestling them back into the shape that I had planned for them before I came to a realization:
While a plan is nice, the goal should be that the words gain a life of their own.
So, I stopped wrestling them and managed to catch up on my day’s word count. Much to my surprise, I’m very excited by the way it’s turning out. Soon I’ll be able to pat it on the bum and set it free on the world.
How is yours going? You keeping up? Any adventures in pain or lessons learned? Share with us.
Check in NaNoShoggo’s! I’m just broke my 25,000 word count and have the shiny new badge to prove it! Share your Badges! Tell us how you did, tell us about your story, even if it isn’t necessarily evil (I’m writing a superhero novel!). We wanna hear about it, and that’s what comments are for!
Are you rocking out? Or are you like this guy?
Cultists upgraded Clippy… now you’ll remember which version of “There” to use…
What a whirlwind of a first week. There were highs and lows, there were smiles and tears. So much emotion was leaking out of us that there were points in which we didn’t even know which end of the pen to use.
Our brains are fizzled, our souls are frazzled, and our hands are cramping…
And we wouldn’t have it any other way.
I’m proud to say that as I write this update from Shoggoth.net HQ (literally a falling apart cabin deep in the Montana wilderness and surrounded by carvings of the Elder Sign. Just so none of us Shoggoth.net writers accidentally summon the apocalypse…) I have written 14,100 words in my story!
Where are you? Why are you? What are you writing about? Has your quest been satisfactory? Have you saved the witch in the quarry, yet? Have you carved your initials on the side of the moon? Praise be to Cthulhu? Or Damn the Eternal Spawn?
I don’t know where I was five seconds ago, but it sure as hell wasn’t here.
That was the thought that pounded, and pounded very painfully, through my skull as I stared down at the small porcelain cup sitting only inches from my shaking hand.
My entire body hurt. It was a sharp pulsing pain that started at the base of my skull and coursed all the way down my body before the next wave would start. That didn’t change the fundamental truth of my situation, though. My hand wasn’t shaking because of the fire that was racing across my nerves. My hand was shaking because I sure as hell wasn’t here five seconds ago.
I had the opportunity to sit down (albeit digitally, of course) with Mythos writer and generally great guy, David Hambling today. Here is the wonderful interview, and sneak peek to future happenings, with that great man.
While I’m not normally politically engaged (politics are like assholes…no…wait…politics are filled with assholes, that’s it…), I found myself suddenly inclined to get drunk, read a good book, and broadcast my love for the newly announced candidate.
Cthulhu believes in equal liberties for all…as long as liberties means destruction and death.