My long-suffering vampire short story, Faith & Lies, has been picked up by Dr. Pus at Library of Horror Press for the Vampology anthology!
I’m so impressed by what Doc is doing, I’ve just sent out the two available re-prints for other anthologies that are planned.
Faith & Lies is my crazy homage to Judas, My Brother, by Frank Yerby. If you haven’t read Yerby, you’re missing out, and I’m…well…sad for you. I suggest Goat Song and of course, Judas, My Brother.

Hey we’ve got a new distraction folks, New Bedlam has opened up The New Bedlam Cafe at Hangin’ Out Forums.
They’re BEEHIVE FORUMS! *happyskippinggiddydancing* I have so missed the Beehive style of forum. I much prefer them over every other type I’ve been at. After a blow up with ‘friends’ in 2003, I kinda skipped out on all of the forums I used to hang out in at Delphiforums, Refoojeez and Gojabber. I missed a lot of stuff, like Refoojeez closing for one, and Gojabber going down the Go-john. Delphiforums …

The long weekend is over, and I can say I’ve survived three days with the children. With my sanity almost intact, too. This is a super-long post, but I assure you, the laughs and tears are worth it. I mean, if you can laugh at this stuff. And if you do, dude, wtf?
Saturday – Girls had ball practice, oldest younger brother and I had coffee with our HPs, and afterwards we took Sugar to the vet. She has a sprained back (probably from all the insane acrobatics on the furniture) …

Yeah, Justdotdotdot (New Bedlam’s own PR person) convinced me we had to get New Bedlam on Twitter.
So, we did, and now we’re going to do some contests for followers of @newbedlam. The first contest ends May 30th, the second June 15th and the last July 1st. Two winners for each contest will be chosen at random to receive various items, including a poster, bookmarks, a signed (by me anyway) ARC, a gift certificate and more.
If you’re a twitter-er, come follow us: http://www.twitter.com/newbedlam
And if you haven’t yet visited the creepy little …

I had to clean part of my keyboard last night, after a spewing accident. See, I keep making this grave error – I read Ray Garton’s little updates on Facebook while I have a mouthful of coffee, coke, ice tea, water – and damned if it doesn’t always end up on the keyboard.
Anyway, this was right between hanging up the editor’s hat for the night (I can only do so much before I want to strangle something), and chatting with MJ2 (two of the brains in Rhada McKai’s head) about …