So, with special thanks to The Black Tapes Podcast I am currently watching Constantine, a movie that I can quote verbatim (trust me, ask my girlfriend). Let me explain. Over the past few months I've been getting increasingly more into podcasts. I know, I'm a real early adopter here, but hey, I never had the opportunity to really listen to them. Anyways, there are quite a few good ones out there. I've listened to a lot of interviews with writers, Rocket Talk from tor.com was probably the first one I really listened to and then I spiraled out. Stuff You Should Know, Spirits Podcast, the Documentary series by the BBC, and NPR's deeper dive series Embedded, are all amazing. Actually, while I'm writing this, I think the podcast listening all started with a few episodes of 48 hours on a road trip to Northern Maine. But that's besides the point. After binging through some non-fiction shows like those I just listed, I discovered audio dramas. . . Whooo!
There have been several I've really liked specifically Alice Isn't Dead, Wolf 359, and Limetown. If you like serial fiction and out-there ideas, listen to these podcast series. But, let me say, that none of these, as amazing as they all are, compare to The Black Tapes Podcast. It is, without a doubt, the best serial fiction podcast that exists. It is so well done that several times I have stopped and actually wondered if it was real or not. My hats are off to the people behind the series and I can't wait to finish it (I started it monday and am just about to finish the first season).
So, I went on that rant to go on this one. The Black Tapes podcast starts off with hauntings and paranormal events before quickly taking a sharp turn and a dive into demonology and the occult. Something, that if you knew me in my Black Sabbath rocking, Diablo II playing, high school / early college years was a huge obsession of mine. Well, since listening to The Black Tapes, I have once again been plagued with thoughts of exorcisms, ouija boards (which I have but I've never used - long story), and everything else that deals with crossing different planes of existence. So thank you Black Tapes for helping me remember one of the things I used to read about at night with the lights off and candles burning. . . .
Aside from the CT Garden Expo I have never been to a convention. Until last weekend. Boston Comic Con happened and I happened to go : ). When I texted my girlfriend and asked her to go her immediate response was: you're not going to make me dress up are you?
We didn't dress up. Though, while we were there, the group of us that did end up going (I roped in more than just her) talked about who we would dress up as if we ever decided to. It was a lot of fun and I honestly would go back next year but probably on the Friday of the event because the Saturday was just way too packed. Still, a solidly enjoyable time.
Riding the wave of good news, I've officially sold a story to Flash Fiction Online