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Serpentine Offering - 2025 The original artwork for the 2026 edition of Prepare the Ground #metalsky #artsky #illustration #darkart #occultart #blackmetal #doommetal #deathmetal

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My new baby kittens have a pricy vet follow-up in a few weeks, my old-man cat still needs his various prescriptions, AND my rent is going up in November, so book revenue is increasingly important nowadays! Please consider ordering a copy or leaving a review somewhere online 🤞

If you're struggling with the weight of life inside the belly of the beast, consider checking out my first novel, a surrealist take on Hobbes' Leviathan as both sea-beast and state power, and the cannibalistic nightmare foisted on all us lost souls drifting at sea.

Maybe the real rapture was the friends we lost along the way.

Beyond the occasional mention and very basic use of cell phones, modern tech usually doesn't play much part in my writing. I just don't find our current, real-world reliance on technology interesting or relevant to the kinds of stories I like to tell.

I'm not much of a photographer but I like doing long exposure stuff at night. Basically the whole reason I got into this

After my extended Mastodon binge, and starting a new job that has me waking up before the sun, I now look like this.

My middle school social studies teacher had a picture of Muammar Gaddafi on the wall, and he would throw darts at it.

Weird fiction CEO Zach Gillan has told analysts that people without weird fiction may one day be at a "significant liminal disadvantage" compared to those who do use the texts:

The latest historical horror anthology from The Scythian Wolf, THIS WORLD OF VILE WONDER: HORROR TALES OF THE SCIENTIFIC REVOLUTION, is on Goodreads. Add it as 'want to read' if you're interested. Release is Oct 20! www.goodreads.com/book/show/23...

Did u know I sell a tres scary bad dream horror collection from my friend and mentor Adam Golaski? STONE GODS. Horror fiction has a way of transmuting my real, intractable distress into a kind of referred, pleasurable distress that I can burn off, by reading to the end of a story. no-press.org

They’re gonna have to pry windows 10 from my cold dead hands.

It's dirt cheap too. You can get all of it for just $5.

My heights? Wuthered.

Me, when a recipe says "one clove of garlic"

It's one hell of a feat to keep one of these things flying, and there aren't many left. So I'm glad I had the opportunity to see it. Also it was 104 degrees out there, so being in that prop wash felt fantastic.

I met some classy old ladies down at the airport this weekend.

Only a little bit more to go if you could share this or throw me a few bucks I'd be forever grateful. It's almost the end of the month and I'm freaking out a little.

No new pictures; where are you, mentally?

To the devs of Power Washing Simulator: please add a “Lady Macbeth’s hands” level

Seeing this and the follow-up comments/conversation as I shut down TMAH today feels oddly-prescient. I don't mind writing/editing, I even don't mind some of the work that goes into self-publishing! But I hate that it's assumed I have to do it all, EVEN if someone else publishes you.

Now I am become damp, swamper of ass.

Went out for lunch, and the Cajun place downtown was playing music I can only describe as "disco jazz."

If you focus on short story collections instead of big series you never have to wish death on an author you love so someone else can finish their series for them (????)

Rediscovered this delight - take a break from the horrors and enjoy some simple Internet comedy youtu.be/E1wYVdL8FsQ

Today I celebrate the one-year anniversary of the birth of Glass Stories from the grizzled womb of @grimscribepress.bsky.social. To mark the occasion, I will give my own personal rating of each story in the collection (out of 5 stars). This will be my longest thread ever.

NFTs were a bubble, AI is a bubble, but small carvings of large hipped women have remained popular with unsettling lighthouse keepers for 200 years, invest with confidence

The best thing you can do right now is spread the word so Laird Barron gets a kidney. The next-best thing you can do is buy Laird’s amazing books. I don’t care if they’re his Bad Hand titles. I don’t care where you get ‘em. Show him all the love.

I will jamming Mastodon for the foreseeable future. I will be under the influence of various substances, as tribute. Do not attempt to contact me.

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People will tell you that money can't buy happiness, but that's a skill issue. I would be very happy with money.

Via Variety: 'Guillermo del Toro refused to make #Frankenstein with too much visual effects and green screens: "I want real sets."' variety.com/2025/film/fe...

If you use Firefox: Go into Settings, in the search bar type "Sidebar" and select "Show Sidebar." At the bottom of the sidebar, click "Customize Sidebar" (the little gear icon) and un-check the "AI Chatbot" box.

I didn't have "radioactive shrimp" on my apocalypse bingo card, but here we are.

A man brings his creaky dream machine to town, promising feats unimaginable, hopes realized, true bliss attained. The little bones and gristle it shits out go unobserved until the season changes and he moves on. Last year it was a photo of a photo with a value greater than gold. Non-fungible, even.

This is in the replies and it demonstrates a real issue which is if you find profundity from an AI, you’re responding to something profound a human being wrote that was vacuumed up and what ends up happening is you thank AI and not only don’t thank the person, you have no idea they were involved

Ideally some kind of curse would be at work, destroying any who made the attempt in ways that seem superficially plausible, but that hint at the awful truth

For a single dollar you can read me talk about how gameplay - and the limitations of gameplay - inform story in video games. Or you know, wait a month to get these for free, I'm not your dad.

Taking 1d6 psychic damage whenever I encounter the word "labubu."

There was a time in my blissfully ignorant youth where I might have doubted a rich and powerful corporation like Weyland-Yutani would waste time, money, and lives trying to harness a dangerous force that was obviously to everyone's detriment, but oh! Hah ha! How stupid I was.