Hear Me Read Stuff!

Sure. Go ahead and imagine you're doing this gorgeous dame while you're at it.You don’t even have to leave your seat. You can sit there, stuff pizza in your face, wash it down with frog piss Bud and still listen to me read stuff I wrote!

Two poems from my Bram Stoker Award-winning poetry collection, At Louche Ends, Poetry for the Decadent, the Damned & the Absinthe-Minded:

Mrs. Winchester

The Little One

And my incredibly wicked Christmas tale:

Coming Home

(In that one, you get to hear me read and sing.)

And thanks to everyone for blowing up my blog yesterday. Astrocrap can be cool, eh?

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