I’m trying to keep this as real as possible for those of you just like me. Maybe you have a story or two or even a book, you work a regular job and don’t have many connections, and so on. When I first got on Facebook I made friends with some of the authors I admired. Now in my opinion there are three groups of celebrities on Facebook:
- Those that just have a fan page. These people don’t interact much or maybe just once in a while.
- Those that friend you and that’s the last time you hear from them. Nothing wrong with that and at least they added you, which is pretty cool.
- Those that go out of their way to be as nice as possible. These people are awesome. They friend you, they talk to you and they genuinely treat you as a friend.
One of the first people I met as an author and a friend is Ray Garton. Nicest guy you’ll meet and if you love horror you should totally check out his work. We don’t always agree on everything but he has always been more than polite about it and I hope I’m allowed to call him a friend even if we’ve never met in person. Some of my other author friends I actually play games with like Words with Friends. I mean really, how cool is that?
My point is, many authors are like you and me. They’re nice, they play games, they have viewpoints you may not agree with, they have problems like you and me and they have incredible talent. I only hope that one day someone wants to add me as a friend because they loved what I wrote.
I’ve always loved horror. From movies to books and whatever I could find, I devoured it. I have also always loved writing. Believe me, I have some horrible poetry that is horror related. Something about the hounds of hell, I kid you not. Perhaps one day I can get over my embarrassment and post them here. Then again, maybe not.
I actually got started because a friend of mine that I met via Facebook has a publishing company and had a contest for a flash fiction piece. Grave Demand Publishing ended up being the motivation that gave birth to Peaceable Kingdom. However, I got ahead of myself and published it not realizing that they would need the publishing rights so I lost out on being a part of that. However, Vincent Daemon, a great writer, read my story and liked it so that gave me hope. Since then, I’ve asked a few awesome writers to read my story but that’s going to go in another post about me pimping my stories out.
That’s it for now, although I have plenty to say and can usually never shut up, just ask my friend Melissa about how narcissistic I can be without meaning to.
By the way, I only have two short stories out there right now and yeah, that’s nothing in the grand scheme of things but I’m proud of my two stories and while life gets in the way sometimes, I promise to write more. Honestly, I have too many crazy ideas floating in my head not to spread the joy around! (that was a joke, people)