can you fuck-ing imagine how radical it would be if there was a Jesus and he came back and was like "the evangelical fascists were right, let's go" and then just took all of them away into the sky forever? nothing but normal sinners left, man, talk about making 'Merica great again

muting writers who annoy is the best thing you can do for your career lmao social media is a must, sadly, but it doesn't have to be so obnoxious

one time I talked my way into pitching comics to Lloyd Kaufman and it was the best! dude was everything I wanted him to be, and even though it didn't work out at the time (COVID literally came crashing ashore that weekend) it's still one of my favorite memories

Ten days until release. A little while ago we shared chapter one on the Malarkey site but it’s been a while so I’m posting it again. There’s a preorder link on that page at the top! (CW - parent death/grief/and beyond) malarkeybooks.com/free-samples...

"You look ugly. You've hardened. For the first time, you look vulgar to me."

idk who needs to hear this, but if you are a lonely young man and you are struggling to find community, Christ ain't the answer--makes me sad seeing all these fellas grouped up to study the bible in public when they could be out getting stoned on hikes or playing Warhammer

I can tell I'm nearing the end of my manuscript journey when the quotes hit the title page 🙏

don't normally share my non-fiction writing, but I'm really proud of this piece-- M. Night is a deep obsession of mine, and anytime a client asks for Shyamalan content, I will happily oblige! youtu.be/SFEM-IfNc7s?...

seeking recommendations for writers with strong, rural American voices because a man can only re-read Flannery O'Connor & William Gay so many times

there's an occult bookstore in the Ozarks owned by radical women-- they had a huge Bukowski selection in their women's studies shelves, and I once asked an owner about it. she said: "if you want to understand how men see women, read these." been trying to fit that bill in my writing ever since.

reposting this review because I can't stop smiling over the damn thing; check it out at The Blog Without A Face: theblogwithoutaface.com/2025/09/11/r...

as someone who struggles to write about fiction critically, I just can't thank my reviewers enough--this industry is very tit-for-tat, and it means a lot to me when folks go out of their way to talk about my work

a review of my work that understands my struggles and flaws in a way that made me think: "do I KNOW you?" lmao i've had good critiques and plenty bad, but this one made me feel like an honest-to-Gawd writer, you know? shit made my year, give it a read dawgs theblogwithoutaface.com/2025/09/11/r...

a review of my work that understands my struggles and flaws in a way that made me think: "do I KNOW you?" lmao i've had good critiques and plenty bad, but this one made me feel like an honest-to-Gawd writer, you know? shit made my year, give it a read dawgs theblogwithoutaface.com/2025/09/11/r...

partner and I at the MISSOURI EXECUTIVE ORDER 44 show 🖤

read Schechter and Powell's DID YOU HEAR WHAT EDDIE GEIN DONE? this afternoon and, I tell you what, that damn book has got me too scared to sleep!

went to the Big library to catch up on stuff for free-- but then I smoked half a hooter in the parking lot, immediately lost my validation, and had to pay ten bucks 💀

THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE (in a field)

one day you are Lil Billy Badass and will pummel any male at the slightest provocation-- suddenly, you are Sad Adult Juggernaut, and you say things like "I can't kill a kid for saying slurs tonight, pls get ur boy" or "if you don't stop talking during this film, I will be forced to take your watch"

women, weed, and weird-fiction (in order), or death

when it's "Greetings Author" up top, you just know the DM fixing to be pointless

seen a pack of teens in the biggest goddamn pantlegs this side of '99 and felt like the world was healing for a moment-- then I overheard them talking, realized they were not Slipknot revivalists, and was frankly pretty annoyed

ONE OF US Midwest was easily my best convention. I've never done well at shows (big or small), and it was really nice to interact with so many readers. I also got to party and get in trouble, which is all I really ask

Book haul from “One of Us” horror fest! @horrorsong.blog @patrickbarb.bsky.social @matthewmitchell.bsky.social @weirdpunkbooks.bsky.social @filthyloot.bsky.social @clashbooks.bsky.social @cursedmorsels.bsky.social @flameswallower.bsky.social @cynthiasaysboo.bsky.social @tenebrouspress.bsky.social

there are two post-convention wolves inside me: one wants to dance in foreign clubs, the other wishes to fish in strange waters 🙏

September is my birthday month! I have three books for sale; an urban fantasy about gentrification, a historical fiction novel about mind control in pop music, and an illustrated short story collection. If you can't buy, you can request it from the library-- or share this post!

the modern oracle for future warfare is: "what color of camo have they been ordering"

NINE INCH NAILS was the one band from *that era* I totally dismissed as a kid, which is a real bummer because I think they were the only "good" one and cool people seem to like them whole lotta "if you're 555 I'm 666," over here

this book is so funny to me bc it's just a spooky organ player writing things to women like: "just piss your pants a little, guys like that" and "wouldn't it be *crazy* if you went grocery shopping in a fur coat...and NOTHING underneath" 😜

took a breather from my next novella and started putting together my second collection of stories-- I know it's dumb to be like "LOOK HOW SCARY I AM" but, man, the new batch of finished stories are bleak and mean lmao

the worst thing about that band GHOST isn't the bad tunes and goofy theatrics--the worst thing about GHOST is that everyone quotes Roky Erickson when mentioned. Roky does not deserve this.

every cult needs that big fat bearded guy who walks around with a rifle wearing camouflage-- the guy who doesn't believe in any of the horseshit but loves grass and standing outside with weirdos ...but instead I wanted to be a HoRrOr WriTUrR *fart noise*

i'll be in Iowa next weekend for ONE OF US to meet some Midwest Freaks and talk Weird Fiction ⚔

writers don't need AI prompts, they need the entire The Enchanted World library

before sitting down to write, I used to suit up in a full outfit with jewelry, but now it's just purple sweatpants and a t-shirt of some problematic band* I don't like supporting *old comfort colors shirts feel nice, get off me

gatekeeping AI out of art is what matters-- idgaf about tricking boomers with giant dog videos, and medical scientists have an obligation to advance-- but pls bully the AI imagineers endlessly, they are losers who deserve your scorn

yes, I did find out the "George Jones had a secret tunnel under a grocery store" story is fake, but that don't mean I ain't gonna use it in my new folk-horror country music novella-- some mental images (Possum riding his subterranean lawnmower to Publix) are too good to deny

I love being extra kind to my readers (will protect them at all cost) and an absolute shitbird to everyone else ⚔

you can tell someone has bad taste when they rank "Second Honeymoon" as the worst V/H/S segment

met many monsters in my time but none so terrifying as the dude who used to come eat raw meat out of the butcher's case-- literally every type of raw meat, washed down with multiple cartons of heavy whipping cream while sitting in the cafe...pretty sure he died, but I did write a comic about him

gave in and started that Ozarks true-crime podcast on The Springfield Three-- listening to folks talk about my hometown is really disorienting!

used to wonder why other writers have these unbreachable Mary-Sue-ass personas, but then I found out none of them do psychedelics or even mid-grade grass and it all started making sense

I stay up on film criticism for my work as a pop-media freelancer and this phenomenon of "white critics only pretend to like SINNERS" is the most obnoxious horseshit of all time-- the movie rips, you're just a loser, shut the fuuuuck uuuuup

even though I'd seen plenty of fucked up shit before then, nothing could have prepared my elementary school brain to see the dead Brower kid on late-night cable lmao slept on my parent's floor for a week

finally got hold of Manu Larcenet's adaptation of THE ROAD and it is painfully great, like SO goddamn good

To quote the great @matthewmitchell.bsky.social, "Holy rollin shitter on fire"! Feel like I just attended a Hank III show flanked by Joe Lansdale after a lungfull of the harshest ditchweed ever. Well done, bud, these were a gas - woolybullys, slaytanic bands, ladies with worms, meemaws, lots of fun!

ONE OF US is coming up quick-- don't normally do conventions but I do believe this will be a most righteous occasion (and maybe y'alls only chance to look me in the eye lol) oneofusfest.com

a kind soul from Barnes & Noble says my new book is in stock at their store-- real excited to get off work and go stare at it like a narcissist

you don't gotta be from Missouri to RELEASE THE HORSE but if y'all ever been to the Ozarks, you just might enjoy my first collection of short stories: www.filthyloot.com/product/horse/