- Letter From a Christian Goth
- Alternative Titles
- In Ink and Audio
- Who says six years of writing about a necrophile doesn't pay off?
- The tentacles that swim under the skin
- Horror of the Plasma Mirror
- Rule #6: Submit to no distractions
- Twisted Fairytwitters
- Revenge Best Served In 100 Words
- Masque of the Dragonball Z
Joshua Doetsch : Blog
Back when Strangeness in the Proportion was being serialized on White Wolf’s website, we received feedback from readers, even as we were still editing sections to be released (and further polishing for its upcoming ebook and print incarnations). That was the coolest thing about serializing and the immediacy of interaction...
Incidentally, the title of my novel used to be, WHAT THE F@$# IS HE DOING WITH THAT CADAVER.
"Would you like to hear a story? This is a good one. And very short. This is the story and the story goes: Simon meets Janie D. at work. She tells him who hurt her. She smiles. This is love. This is rigor mortis." My first novel, Strangeness in the...
It's milestone time, my lovelies. My first novel is finally up for sale -- Strangeness in the Proportion (published by White Wolf). Just tickle the beautiful corpse below: Boy meets girl. Boy looses girl. Boy gets girl back... ...one piece at a time. To answer a few questions about the...
I’m guest-blogging over at the lovely Martine’s digital house–on horror and the question: “How can you write this stuff and not get screwed up?” For the answer to this question–and more–simply tickle the tentacle skeleton below.
Defining silly: Sitting with a friend, watching horror flicks, everyone angrily heckling the protagonists' every ill choice—and then realizing we had made the exact same mistakes the night before, getting our characters killed during a session of a horror-themed roleplaying game. So let this be a public service message: This...
"I have to write, I can't pick you up and cradle you right now." "Mrow?" "You are a lone huntress of the night." "Mrow?" "Claws sharp as crescent moons. Fur black as a bad-bad dream." "Mrow?" "You are a cycloptic, nocturnal predator--you need no one!" "Mrow?" "Dammit..."
I like twitter fiction. It's a good exercise for packing in lots of story in tight spaces (which is important at my job, writing video game dialogue in tiny boxes). Also, arbitrary restrictions are the mother-hubbard of creativity. Give me an infinite vacuum and my eyes dilate, and I float...
Chuck Wendig offered a challenge to write a 100 word story on the subject of revenge. I gave it a whirl. Many words died to get here, and my keyboard is sticky with their blood. Enjoy! THE FIVE HUNDRED DAYS “Illegal time window?” Shadrack laughs. “How many times can...
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, ghouls and ghasts, haunts and grims! I have done it. Though a process that mixes equal parts Edwardian Science and Enochian Magic, I have transformed myself into the living anime version of Edgar “a poet to a t” Allan Poe. BEHOLD!