Today is my last day of vacation and I'm happy to be spending it writing. My most recent story came to me last night at 4 AM when I was up analyzing the difference in how men treat me since I lost weight, compared to how they treat me when I'm heavier. And not one is better than the other. Basically it's a choice between too much attention or not enough, sexual disrespect due to attractiveness, or sexual disrespect due to unattractiveness. Gee, sign me right the fuck up!
This is a story about a pretty girl, about what it's like to be a teenage beauty queen who is completely aware that everyone, including her teachers, wants to fuck her. But although she's perfect on the outside, what onlookers don't realize is that Margery Malone is a strange mutated creature that's appetite is not unlike that of a praying mantis. She is, therefore, man's worst nightmare.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
22 Beckett St.
So Pill Hill Press is offering publication to a story inspired by the cover art. It is an illustration of a girl peering out the door of a crooked house. I just submitted my interpretive piece, which I busted out in record time last night. Not only am I becoming more prolific, but it's taking me less time to write a well sculpted story with a decent conclusion. (As I always say, the ending is the most important part of a story!) I think it's because I'm writing the genre I want to write now. I have always written horror, but for a long time I focused on more psychological, dramatic stuff, and while that can be cathartic, it is less fun to write. I get a kick out of writing horror, no matter how gruesome or disturbing it might be. I often find myself laughing while thinking up ways to horrify my readers. In order to be a successful horror writer, I have to tap into some pretty dark places and go to places even I find appalling and hard to handle. However, it's just plain fun when I can spook myself while typing during late hours.
That said, "22 Beckett St." is an ode to "Tales from the Crypt", which is one of my many influences growing up. (I have about 5 billion different influences. One day I shall list them all.) I love polishing this skill of mine, and wish I'd have done it more in the past, but self-esteem is an ass kicker. Now, I long for a community of horror writers. People to share with, discuss with, and play off of. I know somewhere in that community is my creative soulmate. Heh, I like how "soulmate" is not recognized as an actual word on here.
That said, "22 Beckett St." is an ode to "Tales from the Crypt", which is one of my many influences growing up. (I have about 5 billion different influences. One day I shall list them all.) I love polishing this skill of mine, and wish I'd have done it more in the past, but self-esteem is an ass kicker. Now, I long for a community of horror writers. People to share with, discuss with, and play off of. I know somewhere in that community is my creative soulmate. Heh, I like how "soulmate" is not recognized as an actual word on here.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
For the Love of Death
A lonely housewife with a questionable fetish. This tale of necrophilia shows that even the most perfect families have their dark secrets, and that sexual fantasy can be taken to the extreme. This is my first paid publication and will be out this month in the anthology "Sinisterotica". View the Pill Hill Press Forum for more information. http://pillhillpress.lefora.com/2010/12/01/sinisterotica-dfe-quarterly-presents-reading-perio/
I love that out of all my stories, this is the first to get recognition. It is a personal favorite of mine, but not because it has any depth or meaning. I wanted to write a trashy "American Beauty"". I was about 21 when I wrote this and discovering the boundaries of my own sexual appetite. I wanted to show that inside even the most pristine of us is a nympho just waiting to bust. Really, "For the Love of Death" is one big sarcastic joke. I do hope this isn't the only kind of story publishers want from me.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Mother's Sin
"Mother's Sin" is both a short story and a screenplay, currently in production. (And by that, I mean, me and my buddies are doing a little project with a borrowed camera and some cheap-ass props). This story voices my strong stance on the right to choose by presenting the possibility of what can occur when a woman is forced to have a child she does not want. Inspired by such classics as "Rosemary's Baby" and "Carrie", "Mother's Sin" exemplifies that evil can exist in many forms. However, the misconception that often comes back to me when people read this story is that Cindy's baby is the manifestation of evil, and though I see the relevance in that concept, what makes this story not "Rosemary's Baby" is that Cindy's baby is in fact, just a baby, but the girl's fear, regret, shame, and delusion makes it so this innocent child is a traumatic nightmare. To me, the mere idea of forcing a woman to give birth against her will is horrific in itself, and I hope and pray that this country continues to educate about sex and birth control, while keeping the choice available to those in need.
This story can be found in the next edition of 69 Flavors of Paranoia. http://69flavorsofparanoia.com/
This story can be found in the next edition of 69 Flavors of Paranoia. http://69flavorsofparanoia.com/
The Current
"The Current" is a tale of adolescent suppression on the beautiful man-made island of Cape Cod. After years of trying to forget, Alec Piper returns to his family's old vacation spot in order to make peace with the loss of his sister who drowned in the ocean before his very eyes. As Alec reconnects with year-rounders and begins to examine the culture of Cape Cod more closely, he realizes that the quaint, old fishing land has a dark, frightful underbelly. In the end, Alec has to make a choice between a life of fast-paced stress and noise, or a life of isolated serenity among the currents.
Having been raised on the Cape, myself, I wrote this story to expose what the tourists don't see. Without the summer sun, the majestic sail boats, and the warm mellow sand dunes, Cape Cod can be a prison for those under the age of 60.
This piece can be found in the March 2011 edition of Deadman's Tome. http://deadmanstome.com/DT032011special.pdf
Having been raised on the Cape, myself, I wrote this story to expose what the tourists don't see. Without the summer sun, the majestic sail boats, and the warm mellow sand dunes, Cape Cod can be a prison for those under the age of 60.
This piece can be found in the March 2011 edition of Deadman's Tome. http://deadmanstome.com/DT032011special.pdf
Heteronormative
"Heteronormative" is a reflection upon the common power struggle between men and women within heterosexual relationships. It depicts sex and violence in its most vicious and primal condition. The character, Claudia, longs for revenge upon the man that she feels took advantage of her and violated her when she was a student of his in college. Obsessed with proving herself as worthy to Jay Briggs, she invites her former professor to a party that is thrown in honor of her best-selling novel. There, the two fall into a a grotesque portrayal of love and hate, and the line between rape and consensual sex is blurred. It is without question that the feminist reader will react with objection to this tale, and will consider it an appalling pornography that permits violence within sexuality. However, as a feminist, everything I write is from a feminist perspective, and though Jay's actions are a heinous display of male dominance, Claudia refuses to be a victim, and at times, is the victimizer. In "Heteronormative", both parties are to blame, both characters are consumed by their competitive desires, and both are essentially the cause of each others torment.
This story is yet to be published.
This story is yet to be published.
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