Blog, Nonfiction

A Change Is Gonna Come

Big changes brewing around here! I’ve been strategizing and rethinking and tinkering when I have the time, and now I’m getting ready to implement some major structural changes to both Self + Pen and my Patreon campaign.

The gist of it all is that this site will become more of a standard author site, with links to work in various places, and to the Patreon campaign, and with news updates as necessary and also a few freebies. The Patreon campaign will become the main hub of activity for those who want to read me regularly, and want to know more about my creative processes and such. I’ll share more details when everything is ready.

This is going to be a rather big project, and it will be happening bit by bit, so please bear with me as I rearrange and get everything situated.

Blog, Fiction, Nonfiction

Zombie Gangnam Style

A little bit of silliness to start the day:

I was researching proper punctuation with quotation marks, and found these examples:

Bob snorted and said, “I don’t believe in zombies”―right before thirty of them emerged from the tunnel.

Her favorite song was “Gangnam Style”; she spent weeks trying to learn the dance.

Kind of mundane, in the end. I think they could be spruced up a bit:

Bob snorted and said, “I don’t believe in zombies”―right before thirty of them emerged from the tunnel. Their favorite song was “Gangnam Style,” and they had spent weeks trying to learn the dance.

I’m envisioning a gaggle of K-pop-loving undead eager to come out to the world. They decide the best way to do so would be to put together a group choreography, maybe get it filmed and put online in the hopes it’ll go viral, so they work it out and practice and practice and practice, making sure to get all the steps just right. They even find the perfect rehearsal space—a cold, underground room off an abandoned tunnel, where they won’t disturb anyone or be disturbed themselves, and where decomposition will be limited. They work hard, and finally, after weeks, they’re ready to emerge and show the world what they’ve got. And then, when they do, what happens? People like Bob are stunned and everyone thinks there’s a zombie outbreak and panics.

Those poor, rotting souls.