“Mess from a Fallen Church” by Ben Nardolilli

Mess from a Fallen Church

 

I

Hypnotized by the personal,
My mission is obscure,
Fighting for air
The speaker can never be
Some kind of therapeutic
You leave out a lot,
Early personal memories

II

Do I romanticize
This fiction I collected?

The artifice of spontaneity
Enables me to mention things.

What is history?
Not avoiding injury.

There is an element
I am going to turn

III

We are everything,
One man, one woman,
Only connected
When on the whole balance
Of the 19th century scale

We learn the spirit
If we see a light,
I shut my eyes to keep free

IV

Interested in craft,
I have never tried yet
I have always failed
A lifetime’s study.

I said I wanted another title,
Impressions, structures,
The critic keeps pointing out,
It might get better.

Benjamin Nardolilli

 

Ben Nardolilli currently lives in Arlington, Virginia. His work has appeared in Perigee Magazine, Red Fez, Danse Macabre, The 22 Magazine, Quail Bell Magazine, Elimae, fwriction, THEMA, Pear Noir, The Minetta Review, and Yes Poetry. He has a chapbook Common Symptoms of an Enduring Chill Explained, from Folded Word Press. He blogs at mirrorsponge.blogspot.com and is looking to publish his first novel.

 

The art of Steven DaLuz

Sentinel

Sentinel

Prevailed (Wounded Angel)

Prevailed (Wounded Angel)

Witness

Witness

Still

Still

Steven DaLuz is compelled to do work that conjures up a sense of mystery and ethereal light, whether figurative or abstract. While identified with abstract works that are often landscape-referential, employing a process he devised using metal leaf, oil, and mixed media, he is also known for figurative works that are poetic and introspective. His drawing sand paintings often reflect upon the sublime and expressive beauty of the human figure.

http://stevendaluz.com

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Release 2

Siren Song 2

Siren Song 2

Parable

Parable

Self Portrait Duo

Self Portrait Duo

“Tina Hall Exposes All” by Larry Flynt


Damned Book (by Tina Hall)

Priding myself as a free speech activist, I applaud the daring interviews done by the feisty young Tina Hall in what she calls The Damned Book of Interviews. Certain to face censorship attacks for exposing so much, a movie will be made about the trials and tribulations this woman’s about to endure. Many right-wingers will damn her to the annals of infamy after all she exposes triumphs in a climactic case of The People vs. Tina Hall.

Tina Hall (aka Tina Ayres)

Tina Hall (aka Tina Ayres)

“Black Ice on the Bridge”by Bill Yarrow

Black Ice on the Bridge

Acts have no meaning, but they do have
trajectory: the string quartet waxes
the mustaches of its accusers

Innocence has no meaning, but it does have
motive: when the lamprey pond overflows
the pole beans will require stanchions

Appetite has no meaning, but it does have
velocity: the last handful of anthracite coal
is smelted in view of the opium museum

Marriage has no meaning, but it does have
pedigree: the box turtle in the intersection
tries, as the twilight worsens, to back up

Mystery has no meaning, but it does have
gristle: fog spreads across the mustard grass
with no regard for the black ice on the bridge

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Bill Yarrow is the author of Pointed Sentences (BlazeVOX, 2012). His poems have appeared in many print and online magazines including PANK, Poetry International, DIAGRAM, and THRUSH. His work is forthcoming in Many Mountains Moving, After Hours, and RHINO. He is a poetry editor at THIS Literary Magazine. He lives in Illinois.

(This poem originally appeared in Negative Suck and also appears in Pointed Sentences (BlazeVOX 2012).

“Lazarus’s Funeral” by Oshi Mi-chi

Lazarus’s Funeral

Here lies poor Lazarus
a man with friends in high places
who got given a second chance
and blew it.

The priest was pissed
didn’t believe
all that jazz about Laz
and blesséd reprieve.

Then it was time
to take your partner by the hand
and do the mud-sling
fling thing down in the hole
listening very carefully
not least the priest.

Me and a mourner
on the way back to the cars
black and
and long and
pearly with the rain we lit cigarettes.

Well.
The ghost gave up
trying my best
not to act too much
no show
like Ben Gazzara in Husbands.

So.
How did he die this time
Natural causes
my
ass you call that comedian a coroner ?

Confucius says
before embarking
here I paraphrase
on compromising reality
better dig three graves.

Photo by Thomas Boivin

Photo by Thomas Boivin

Oshi Mi-chi is a poet with no formal training, precious little identity, almost always under pressure yet is not wholly lacking in grace.

 

 

The art of Mina M.

 

 

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Melancolie copie

 

Septembre

Septembre

 

 

Vampire's Tears

Vampire’s Tears

 

Mina M. is an illustrator born in France. She has always drawn, as far as she can remember, but discovered Digital Art, photoshop and the tablet in 2008. Since, most of her works are made digitally even though she still uses traditional tools. Her favorite subjects are fantasy, tales and strange worlds she has built.

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“Water and Trace Elements” by Jeff Santosuosso

Water and Trace Elements

My skull plates fused as sockets held
My eyes. My palette forged. A weld
Of bone secured my jaw. A full
Completed spine emerged to pull
And liberate my limbs. This one
Whole body’s templing had been done.

Bare-fisted power and aligned
Knuckles, first one, another, mine
To clutch the sky. My elbows, heels –
Protein in fingernails congealed
As bone as all my cells amassed
In human elegance. I fast
Found function; mission clear: to stand,
To rise, to walk and to command
All that I see, not appease;
Through body, life, through structure, peace.

My cells split, tore themselves and rent
Again. Mitotic frenzy bent
On consciousness. Demanding man,
I claimed myself as mine. I am.

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Jeff Santosuosso is a business executive and poet who splits his time between Pensacola, FL and Dallas, TX. A member of the Dallas Poets Community and the Northwest Florida Literary Federation, Jeff has had poems appear in Avocet, Pif, Ilya’s Honey, RedRiverReview, RedFez, Extract(s), The Texas Poetry Calendar (2012), OVS, Clutching at Straws and other online and print publications. You can find him on Facebook.

An interview with artist Donna Zenz

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California native Donna Zenz has worked as many things over the years from a psychiatric technician to an artist. She currently produces vibrant art working with acrylic on canvas, collage, murals, cards, envelopes, lunch bags, and admittedly will paint on just about anything. Boling Associates is presenting Donna Zenz and the 10 painted violins exhibit April 18, 2013 from 5-8 p.m. at the Boling Fine Arts Gallery, featuring the acrylics of Donna alongside the violins commissioned for the Fresno-Madera Youth Orchestra.

Can you tell us a little about yourself? What was it like growing up in California?

My parents were divorced when I was very young and my mom remarried when I was about 5 years old. My stepfather was a farmer so we grew up with fruit trees all around and the ever-constant smell of wine being made at the nearby wineries. Favorite memories are of me and my younger sister sneaking out our bedroom window early in the morning to go tromping through the muddy orchards to find the most “heavenly” plum or peach. My mom would throw a fit when we’d show back up at home covered in mud and still in our pajamas.

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What were you like as a child? How do you think you have changed most since then?

As great as some of my memories are, there are bad ones too…my parents were young when they married and really didn’t know how to be parents. I was the oldest and I think it’s always hardest for the oldest. I was quiet and shy and very introverted. Back in the 60’s it was common to treat children as possessions and as far as I know, there wasn’t really anything like child protective services today. My mom struggled with bouts of substance abuse and depression and as a result, my siblings and I were often neglected and sometimes physically abused.  I think over the years, I have changed the most in just being able to be more outspoken and be less of a victim. I’ve been through years of mental health treatment and my own struggles are probably what contributed most to me ending up working in the mental health field.

Did you have a love of art early on?

Yes….I was constantly doodling or coloring on something. My very favorite site was of a blank piece of paper. I often got in trouble at school for drawing in the margins of assignments or doodling while the class was supposed to be watching a film or listening to a lecture. I was never allowed to pursue art in school, though. My mom had a definite plan for me and it was NOT to be an artist (“They don’t make any money”)…she insisted I take typing classes so that I could get a “real job” as a secretary or a nurse. She made sure to remind me that if I was going to find a rich husband, I would need be “in the right place at the right time”…

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What led you to first try your hand at painting?

I always considered myself “artsy”…and as the mother of three children, there were lots of school projects to help the kids with. Besides that, I used to buy those plain white lunch bags and sit up every night with markers and make beautiful masterpieces for my kids to take their lunch to school in and then to end up in the cafeteria trash bin at the end of the day. I got so good at it that my kids’ friends would ask for them as well. One day the kids and I were at a local street art faire and the kids saw some art on large canvasses that looked like my doodles. The artist was there…his name was Joe Vargas, and when he saw how excited the kids were about it, he took me aside and said that I should just go out and buy some acrylic paint and a canvas and “take a shot at it”. I told him that I had never taken a class and didn’t even know what the difference between acrylic and oil paints was. I was also encouraged by coworkers who were getting tired of my doodling in the margins of work papers. Everyone agreed that I should just get out there and try it. That was in 1998. I was 42 years old! It took off pretty fast from there. I had my first one person art show “About Face” in 2000 and I’ve been painting since then.

Who are some of your favorite living artists?

I think my earliest influence was Peter Max. I grew up in the psychedelic 60’s and 70’s and there was a lot of that “peace, love, dove” kind of art everywhere. I also love Michael Parks, Fred Babb, Frank Arnold, Mboko Lagriffe, Tracy Lee Stum, Audrey Kawasaki, Laura Fraedrich, Ramiro Martinez and a ton of others…way too many to try and remember now…

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What do you love most about creating in general?

I’m always amazed when I’m finally finished and happy with a project. Lots of times, I look at something and wonder how that came out of me. I guess that’s a kind of pride…that feeling of being able to do something that no one else could do. Feeling “special”. I think that’s an old  craving from childhood…never feeling unique and now in some ways I am…

Why do you think society has always been so fascinated with the art world?

I think artists, in general, are regarded as kind of weird or “different” and always kind of living on the edge…something that lots of people would love to do but don’t feel brave enough or whatever…the whole “starving artist” thing…not working “a real job” because you can’t stand to NOT be creative in some way…we’re the “bums” of society, I think…all those “fascinated” folks living vicariously I guess.

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Do you think colors can play a role on affecting ones moods, outlook, etc.?

Absolutely. I have always been a person who hears in color. I can listen to music and close my eyes and see what color the notes are. I know it sounds strange, but that’s how it is for me. In my head, certain things just HAVE to be certain colors…when I say the words, I see the colors and so I think with moods, it’s the same. A lot of that is also socially ingrained, so who knows if it’s my own unique thing or if it’s just that I learned that springtime colors are “happy” and dark colors are “sad”…you know? But for sure, colors have an influence on a person’s metabolism and the way we react in certain situations…fast food restaurants are a perfect example…bright, vivid colors get your metabolism racing and you tend to eat your food faster and get out of the way for the next customer…same goes with color in any environment.

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Are there any little known things about you that you’d not mind sharing with our readers?

Hmmm…not sure. I have the typical story of the abused child…I grew up, was rebellious in my late teens and early twenties…did lots of drugs in the wild 70’s and did a lot of experimenting with social mores. I was an extra in the movie Hardcore with George C. Scott and Season Hubley because I was working in a massage parlor in San Diego when the film crew came around and I made friends with Season. That was pretty exciting and fun. I’ve been a prostitute, a topless dancer, an ambulance dispatcher, a bartender, a psychiatric technician, a crisis worker…and now an artist…lots of experience to draw from!

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I understand you knew Ian Ayres, the creator of The Original Van Gogh’s Ear Anthology when he was younger? What was he like back then if you don’t mind my asking?

Well, he had a different name back then. He was about 16 or 17 when I worked in one of his mom’s massage parlors here in Fresno. He was only a couple years younger than I was but I considered him “a cute kid”…VERY CUTE!  He was also really responsible and sweet. He helped his mom with her businesses and he knew everyone by their first names. I think all the girls considered him like a little brother…and a couple of them might have had less platonic feelings toward him! He was funny and fun to hang out with.

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Do you think creative minds tend to gravitate towards one another regardless of their medium of work?

I do. I think we all identify with that “weirdo” image I was talking about earlier. I think early in life we know we’re different and we live with that knowledge and generally seek out others who mesh with our weirdness…there’s something like that in one of the Dr. Seuss quotes I’ve been seeing around lately and I definitely agree!

Do you have any one subject that you enjoy working with most?

I almost always want to draw faces on every painting I do. Not really sure why but I sometimes feel like the painting isn’t finished unless I’ve painted a big old pair of eyes and lips on the front of it. You can see it in lots of my art. I also like hands…not really sure why.

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Do you have a dream project?

Not really a project. My dream would be to be able to make a living as an artist and just be me…not having to wear any other hats to pay bills, you know?

Can you tell us a little about the exhibit coming up at Boling Fine Arts?

I’m really excited about this show! I met Brad and Jan Boling last summer at one of their monthly shows and we made “friends” on Facebook. My art is on my profile there and about a month or so ago, I got a message from Brad saying that he was going to be showing these violins that have been painted and donated to the Children’s Orchestra here, locally, and he said when he saw them, he thought of my art and asked if I’d be interested in showing! I love that he thought of me and I agree, after seeing the violins, that they are a lot like my own creations! Also exciting is that I recently made friends with Jonathan Napoles from the local band Before Perils. Their band features a really awesome violin player and they will be performing for us! I couldn’t be more excited and happy about this show!

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What advice would you offer the women of today and tomorrow in regards to self image and such?

Wow! I have to say that the best thing you can ever do for yourself is to follow your heart. I knew from a really young age that I was an artist and because of what other people told me about myself, I never thought I could attain my goals or be anyone of value. Now I know that just because someone else dressed you when you were a kid, that doesn’t mean you can’t take off those old clothes and find what fits you now! I’m still working on it, but it IS working!

What was the best advice anyone ever offered you?

Joe P. Vargas when he said, “Just do it!”

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What projects are you currently working on?

There’s a local juried show next month that I just decided to try and enter a piece for. Just started working on it today, in fact.

Is there anything you’d like to say before you go? 

Just thanks for giving me this opportunity and it’s been fun!

“Cosmos” by John Saunders

Cosmos

Night is falling, giving no hint
of its attendance save
the single winking star,
Eta Piscium, shedding its waning energy
into the deepness of the black,
a spectral of light, filling the airless
space, absorbing, vanishing into infinity.
Look up into that darkness,
and see those celestial lights,
as shadows retreat from the luminosity
of dawn, and when you are rested
think of the cosmos,
the sparkling stars of the long night
and how each one solitary and unknown,
leaves behind its heavenly presence
for us to muse and be in awe.

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John Saunders’ first collection After the Accident was published in 2010 by Lapwing Press, Belfast. His poems have appeared in countless magazines and publications. John is one of three featured poets in  Measuring,  Dedalus New Writers published by Dedalus Press in May 2012. He is a member of the Hibernian Poetry Workshop and a graduate of the Faber Becoming a Poet 2010 course. His second full collection Chance was published in February 2013 by New Binary Press.

An interview with David Niall Wilson

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David Niall Wilson is a man of many talents. From being a former president of the Horror Writers Association to his work at Crossroads Press, and his writing in horror, science fiction, and fantasy he has worked tirelessly to promote all things creative. He has won the Bram Stoker’s Award for Horror Poetry as well as for short fiction. His novel This is My Blood released in 1999 seductively offers up the fictional gospel of Judas of Iscariot and features Mary of Magdalene as a fallen angel cursed with a form of vampirism which mirrors the recently translated codex ascribed to Judas himself.  In his latest novel Nevermore he weaves the tale of spirits trapped in trees seen by Eleanore MacReady and her meeting up with the young darkly inclined poet Edgar Allan Poe at one such tree. It was an honor to sit down with David and get a glimpse into the mind that brings such fascinating stories to the world.

http://www.davidniallwilson.com/

What were you like as a child? What was your most favorite thing back then?

This is probably not the first time someone answered, “I was a strange child.” I was totally into fishing, for one thing.   subscribed to Sports Afield, Field and Stream, Outdoor Life, and spent a lot of my time down at the lake I lived beside. Most of the rest of my younger years were spent reading. At one point I thought my future would be traveling the world (or at least the country) fishing and writing articles for those same magazines to pay the bills.

During what I guess were truly my formative years, I read a lot of historical fiction, Kenneth Roberts, biographies, the works of Abraham Lincoln, and a ton of mystery and horror anthologies that used to be available to kids through the Weekly Reader program. I was an early subscriber to The Science-Fiction Book Club, and worked my way through nearly every comic book in existence, for at least a decade.

I did not have a lot of friends, and those I did have tended to be close – and also weird. One invented a game called “Basement Ball” where you used a taped up ping pong ball, and a ping pong paddle both to pitch, and to bat. As you can imagine, it never caught on.

Musically, I was all over the place. I played Cello and Baritone Saxophone. I listened to Sam Cooke, The Bay City Rollers, and a calypso guy named The Big Cat, for a few. I knew (and still remember) the lyrics to thousands of pop songs starting in the Doo Wop days and moving into the 70s.  I’m a little spottier since then – maybe the hard drive needs a purge…

Were you always drawn to darkly creative subjects?

Absolutely. I have always loved music, and writing. I’ve been writing poetry since a very young age, and some stories. I used to paint, and still draw sometimes, though it’s kind of like the music for me.  I have some talent, and I can turn out things that make people smile, but I’m not Elvis, or Picasso – with the writing, I have a chance.

Who were some of your earliest influences?

Edgar Allan Poe would be the first author I could seriously call an influence. Tolkien, of course, and Kurt Vonnegut Jr.  Tom Robbins was another early favorite. I leaned, even then, toward the weird. As I grew older, I moved through Tanith Lee and Marion Zimmer Bradley, Michael Moorcock and Ray Bradbury, until I reached a point that I believe I am still hovering around, where I’m influenced a little bit by nearly every author I read. Even the bad ones. I look, and I read, and I think…God, don’t EVER let me do something like that…

What led you to become a writer?

I think I just…was. In high school, I wrote so much more than I had to that I did projects for several classmates (culminating in one of my best friends winning first place in a poetry contest with a poem I wrote, and not even giving me the prize). I told people I was a writer even before I’d written anything significant, and just always believed it. I like to tell stories, and I tell them better on paper than I do in person.

Do you happen to remember what your very first piece of writing?

There are two that I remember clearly from around the same period. One was a poem called The Torture Chamber, which I remember almost nothing about, but that I wrote on a whim and turned into my English teacher, Ms. Plath. The other was a short story titled The Thing at the Top of the Stairs, written for the same teacher, in that same class. I lost the story, but years later rewrote it from memory and it was published in a book titled 365 scary stories (all very short, as you can imagine. I had 7 stories in that book). The story was about a writer who was trying to finish a manuscript – a horror manuscript. He fell asleep, and when he woke he heard noises coming from the stairs to his basement. Of course, something big, tentacle, and dark was there, and it grabbed him…he passed out, and when he woke up? The manuscript was finished…  Certainly nothing new or clever, but it stuck with me, and hey – it was published…

Can you tell us a little about Crossroads Press? Do you enjoy bringing the world the works of so many talented and creative souls with your work there?

I do enjoy it, but I can tell you, the entire thing was an accident. All I ever wanted was to write. I got the idea to get my own backlist of work out there in eBook formats, was pretty good at it, and others asked if I could do their work. From there, it sort of took root and spread. The basis of the company is to put authors first, and to try never to fail to communicate clearly, pay honestly and on time, or treat people the way we’d like to be treated. I have a long history of dislike for editors and agents, and a lot of that comes from long – sometimes interminable – waits that culminated in no sales, or not much money, or years of waiting to see the words in print. I’m sorry, there is no way those people can be too busy to answer an e-mail, or the phone – I’ll show them busy, if they want to compare dance cards. They just got into a tradition of ignore, push aside, and wait that they seem unable to break out of. No one should wait two years just to be told no when the editor and agent both knew all along that is what was going to happen. We’re breaking that mold.

This is My Blood sounds fascinating. What inspired you to write that one?

 To shorten a very long story, a guy on one of the US Navy ships I was stationed on suggested that it would be “cool” if Jesus was a vampire. I explained (being at that time just free of my early desire to study for the ministry) that this wouldn’t work, and why…but then thought…but what if someone close to Jesus was a vampire – of sorts?

The idea grew into the novelette A Candle in the Sun, my first big pro sale. It was reprinted in Year’s Best Horror XIX and eventually I sat down to expand it and finish the story. I had something to say, of course – it was my way of making my farewell address to organized religion. With Mary Magdalene, a fallen angel who knew that there was a Heaven, and a Hell, as my “voice” I was able to step aside and work at the flaws. I’ve been told that, blasphemous as the whole notion of Mary and Judas as vampires might be – the book can actually cause a reaffirmation of faith. Never saw that coming. Also, you’d be shocked how many people over the years were convinced that the parts of the fictional Gospel According to Judas Iscariot were real and wanted to know where I’d found them.

 What are your personal feelings on the story Judas of Iscariot?

Even when I was caught up in the whole Christianity thing, the story of Judas bugged me. If he was created to fail, then fulfilled his purpose, he hardly seems worthy of damnation for it. Through the books of the Bible, none of the others were really any better – they grumbled, fought, tried to become top dog and even worried over whether the things Jesus said and did were right. Even miracles performed right in front of their faces had little impact over time. Judas was set up – and so – I wrote a story in which he is a hero.

 What made you decide Mary of Magdalene should be afflicted with a form of vampirism? What sort of affliction was it exactly?

She was a fallen angel. When Jesus went to the desert and was tempted by Lucifer, the Bible only accounts for a very small amount of that time. To me, the biggest temptation a man can face is the beauty of a woman. Lucifer raised Mary to tempt Jesus, but instead, she went to him and asked to be taken back to Heaven. In anger, Lucifer cursed her to follow him and feed off his faithful, claiming that she would be his undoing.

Do you think the whole Twilight thing has done damage to both vampire and werewolf lore?

I find myself unalterably indifferent to Twilight. For one thing, I don’t consider myself any “kind” of writer, and don’t have any investment in the lore of vampires or werewolves, ghosts, or whatever. I think Twilight is a grand example of a case where the masses can’t tell good writing from bad – half the writers on the Internet have that same problem. People love a retelling of Romeo and Juliet, and apparently anything where young men in good condition take off their shirts a lot is going to have wide appeal. Those who like more traditional dark fantasy won’t care one way or the other about Twilight, and the fans of Twilight are – at least – reading.  Maybe one day they’ll pick up something well-written, but similar enough in theme to catch their attention, and then – suddenly – they’ll ‘get’ it. Maybe. Probably not, but one can always hope. I’m more horrified by the idea that the “Fifty Shades of pointless Twilight Fan-Fiction porn” is writing a guide…on writing. No good can come of this…

 Were you surprised that your story touched on things in the recently translated codex attributed to Judas?

I was delighted! Most of the books that have become apocryphal have, in some way, shown that the standard beliefs of church and the “faithful” are flawed. I believe the early Christians would be horrified by what their religion has become, and find it a travesty that so many take the word of a despot King who commissioned a version of the “Holy Book” that allowed him to get divorced legally, rather than studying the whole of what is known of those times. The Book of Judas that they discovered and published talks about spirituality more than religion, and touches on the mystical, much like the all-but-forgotten Book of Enoch that was cut from the Bible, even though it’s referenced within that same work.

 Do you think he got a bum rap in that whole story?

As I said before, yes. Either man has a choice, or he does not, and if he does not, maybe God should punish himself.

 Do you believe in angels and demons and such yourself?

I have a very open mind about things beyond our understanding, but in the traditional sense?  Not at all. I don’t believe any old mythology – Christianity, Zoroastrianism, Islam, etc. is any more valid than another. They are fairy tales told long, long ago, and people need to embrace the reality of the wonderful world surrounding them instead of leaning on broken crutches from the past. Organized religion exists so that one group of men can control another. It has always been that way.

 Is it true you are an ordained minister in the Universal Light Church? What led you to do that? Do you think religion is changing much in our times? How do you think it needs to change most?

I am, but then, so is one of the cats I used to own. I wanted to be legal to perform weddings and funerals. I never have, but if I wanted to, I could. Beyond that, it’s a piece of paper. I also have a diploma from Miskatonic University proclaiming me a Master of Medieval Metaphysics – I give that equal credibility.

 You have written short stories, novels, and poetry is there any one you enjoy more than the others?

I write novels most of the time. Poetry is something that ‘occurs’ – kind of like when I get the urge to write a song. It doesn’t happen often, and usually means more to me than to anyone else.  Short stories are something I’ve always been good at, but they are a lot of work to get right, and they pay poorly. That said, I have at least a half dozen collections and over 200 stories published, so… I can’t say I hate them. I like writing novels the best. They feel solid, and complete, and I don’t feel the same restrictions. I once said on a panel at World Fantasy convention that a poem is like a photograph – one frame – that’s all you have to get your meaning across. A short story is more like a filmstrip, or a single scene that encompasses the entire theme of a work. Novels are the “movies” of the storytelling world…they are easier, for me, and so I like them better. Screenplays are like a distilled novel and –like poetry – require a lot more thought to get right.  Anyone who thinks adapting something ‘properly’ form prose to screen is a simple matter simply doesn’t understand screenwriting.

 Any subject you have yet to cover that you would most like to?

Lately I am more and more drawn to stories that are born of folklore, myths, legends, and even the classics of literature. My most recent novel, Nevermore, A Novel of Love, Loss, and  Edgar Allan Poe, gave me a shot at answering who Lenore was, why The Raven was written, and even a shot at reworking some Brothers Grimm magic. I love that kind of thing. I live near The Great Dismal Swamp, where the novel takes place, and much of the folklore behind it is based on the actual history of the area. Short answer, as I move into the future, I grow fonder of the deep past.

 Are there any known facts about yourself that your friends, peers, etc. might be surprised to learn?

I’m a fairly open book…I bake pies. Some know that, others don’t. I love dark beer, bourbon whiskey, and animals. I have a secret bucket-wish to spend time playing with a bear and/or a big cat. I can sing (not world-class, but I carry a tune). I am often to be seen with a Cockatiel on my shoulder…

 Can you tell our readers a little more about Nevermore? What led Eleanore and Edgar Allan Poe to meet at that particular tree?

There is (theoretically, I hope to confirm it soon) a tree on the banks of Lake Drummond that looks like a deer leaping into the lake. There is another that resembles a woman. Both have their legends. Lenore, in my novel, is an artist – but she is more than that. She sees images in trees, brush, water, stones, the faces of spirits still clinging to the earth.  It is her gift (or curse?) to be able to draw them, then erase them from the images and set them free. Edgar is traveling, seeking a cure for his wife, Virginia’s illness. Again, for the purposes of my story, his melancholy is partly due to the fact that he is something of a mystic himself. He has a familiar – a crow named Grimm – that travels with him. He believes he could find a cure for Virginia, but the types of cures he knows she will not abide, due to her strong Christian faith. So he writes his pain into the ink of stories that come to him when he –and Grimm – are bonded.

When Lenore and Edgar come into close proximity, their gifts form a link, and they are sucked into an event in the past that – by changing the words of a story he is writing – allow Edgar to subtly change the past. Any more would be giving away too much…

 Why do you think society has always been fascinated with the darker side of things?

The title of the original novelette that became This is My Blood answers this, as does a parable from that novel. Without darkness, there is no light. Without light, there are no shadows. In creative art people seek ways to dive into the darker side of the world, the mind, the psyche, and the universe without putting themselves in real danger. They expect to emerge on the other side safe and sound. Most of the time creative people allow for this – other times, our entire intent is to leave a mark. It’s that possibility –that inherent danger – that draws people back, time and again. The temptation without the payback. The cake without the calories. You read and you visit the darkness someone else created for you – but you can come back when you’re through, and visit again when you need to. Most of the things we crave in life are bad for us in one way or another. Vicarious satisfaction is better than none at all…if that makes sense. Most of the time when I answer questions like this I teeter between wondering if I’m profound, or a blithering idiot.

 What projects are you working on at the moment?

I am working on several things, but I’m currently concentrated on a novel tentatively titled On a Midnight, Dark and Dreary – which is – all at once – the sequel and conclusion to the tragedy of Nevermore, the next Donovan DeChance novel, and a direct tie-in to the other series I helped create, and that I love, the O.C.L.T. – not to mention indirect ties to my vampire novel Darkness Falling. It’s going to be complex and difficult and satisfying, if I do it right, and if I do not – I will do it again. It’s important.

Anything you’d like to say in closing?

Thanks for giving me a place (and a lot of good topics) to babble. People who know me know that I love to talk. When I do it with my fingers, it’s easier for them to tune me out…