“Wine List for the Apocalypse” selected for Best of 2022

My humor piece Wine List for the Apocalypse, Courtesy of Your Olive Garden Sommelier has been selected by Weekly Humorist for their Best of 2022 list. Tonight, our sommelier, Giovanni, reviews the wine list against a backdrop of flickering firelight from our ruined, smoldering Earth.

Our Pinot Grigio? Unfortunately, we’re unable to properly chill it to our satisfaction, mostly due to the lack of refrigeration and basic human sanitation. Without electricity, the closest thing we have to refrigeration is the cold realization that all is lost.

“Firefly” accepted by Flora Fiction

My short (non-horror) story Firefly has been accepted by Flora Fiction for publication in Spring 2023. It’s a simple story about a young girl who captures a firefly in the back yard to help cheer up her ailing sister.

Missy caught the firefly in mid-air, cupping her hands around it to form a tiny, dark cave. She could feel the insect’s delicate footsteps tickling her skin as it wandered across her palm, searching for a way out.

“Got you!” she whispered, victorious.

“Many Deaths Before Dying” accepted by Underland Arcana

My coming-of-age horror story Many Deaths Before Dying has been accepted by Underland Arcana. When a giant, silvery puddle appears in the field where they play, four boys encounter an inexplicable horror that will change them forever.

“We need to get help,” I said quietly. But I didn’t move. I felt rooted in place, as if my feet had bonded to the Earth’s crust. I was frozen solid, utterly paralyzed with fear. Shah hadn’t just fallen into the puddle. He had been pulled.

2022 Awards Eligibility: Top Ten Stories of the Year

2022 was another very busy year for me. As of December 1st, I will have published almost 80 stories this year alone. Of those, 37 were originals (1 novella, 14 short stories, 7 flash, and 15 drabbles) and the other 41 were reprints (18 short stories, 1 flash, 11 podcasts, 12 drabbles).

If you’re nominating for any of the major horror, sci-fi, or other awards out there (Hugo, Nebula, Stoker, Astounding, etc.), I’d love your support. Continue reading for my Top Ten Stories of 2022.

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“Blame” selected for Brave New Weird: The Best New Weird Horror, Vol. 1

I am beyond thrilled to announce that my techno-horror story Blame has been selected by Tenebrous Press for their anthology, Brave New Weird: The Best New Weird Horror, Vol. 1.

We define New Weird Horror as a Horror subgenre focused on progress, creatively capturing themes and questions that bleed into fiction straight from the modern reader’s life and future. It acts as a challenge to break new ground in terms of form and content and to engage with the unknown.

This collection features 22 stories selected from over 700 submissions of previously-published works from the past year. The final Table of Contents is a who’s-who of incredible talent—I’m so honored to be listed among such amazing writers and friends.

“Blame” selected for the Brave New Weird shortlist

My techno-horror story Blame has been shortlisted for the upcoming Brave New Weird anthology by Tenebrous Press, a collection of the best new weird horror stories of 2022. With over 700 stories submitted—all of which have already been published—it’s an honor to be included in this shortlist with so many other incredible authors and stories. The final table of contents will be announced on December 1st.

“Breathtaking” accepted into the Monstorm charity anthology

My historical horror story Breathtaking has been accepted into Monstorm, a charity anthology of weather-related horror by Madness Heart Press. Proceeds from sales of the book will go to people affected by Hurricane Ian.

Set in 1930s Oklahoma during the Dust Bowl, Breathtaking tells the story of a young girl and her brother who see a mysterious woman in white screaming outside their house during a dust storm.

“Banshee,” I whispered, mouthing the words as I read. “A spirit in the form of a wailing woman who appears to members of a family as a sign that …” I trailed off. I felt my stomach tighten. Icicles formed down the center of my spine. “That one of them is about to die.”