Mike Graves and his pals love burgers, banter, and comic books. They don’t have a care in the world until an evil warlord from another dimension threatens to tear those bonds of friendship apart. Now it’s up to Mike and his best pals to stop it.
Just finished my first draft of my February story, The Chamber (working title), and I’m very happy with it. The ending turned out quite a bit different than I had planned, seems that my main character had a different idea than I did about how to deal with her conundrum. I’m going to step away for a few weeks, maybe get back to that old lady with the cursed cat hair rug, and come back to Sarah and her sensory deprivation tank when I’m ready.
Got rough drafts for my January story (things that go BUMP upstairs in a tiny apartment complex), and my March story (little boy can’t sleep, little boy slips into alternate dimension occupied by a demonic presence that wishes to take his place in the real world). Almost done with rough drafts for my February story (sensory deprivation tank provides more relief than expected for a traumatized young woman) and my November story (body horror abounds as a depressed DOT worker cuts himself in a back alley and his body rebels against him with a mysterious infection). I’m also outlining my July story (bros heading out to Vegas via Pearblossom Hwy and stop to pick up some ladies), and I’ve begun sketching ideas for my April story (wealthy old lady in Beverly Hills plans the best going away party her neighborhood has ever seen).
