I'm at this really interesting point in my career, where I don't want to miss anything, in a sense. I'm doing what I have always wanted to do: be a professionally published working writer who tells a good story well. Like I look back over the places I've published and worked with over the past few years and am pretty flabbergasted.
Tag: How I Creak Beneath You
Oh! Look What I Found!—Sentient Houses
Last month, I worked on a novelette set in a smart house. and this month I've been working on a short story whose main character is a house. The house of a killer who's kidnapped a new victim. The house and killer have an interesting relationship, you could call it a friendship. But what is a friendship when one of the parties lives and kills inside the other?