These past six months I’ve dedicated myself to horror—reading it, writing it, watching it. As a newcomer, there was so much to learn, so much to consume. These have been some of the most fun and most terrifying (in a good way) months of my writing journey. I even had a story accepted in a horror anthology.

As time progressed, however, I began to miss my true love: bizarro fiction. I will never give up on horror. I imagine it will be part of my life for as long as I live. But I miss the surreal and the bizarre. I miss being weirded out and the unbridled creativity that comes with the genre. So, I’m back.

It means I’ll return to reading mostly bizarro and bizarro-adjacent fiction (supplemented, of course, with horror among others). My weekly short stories will take a more surreal/absurd bent. And I plan to edit a bizarro novella I wrote a couple years back, entitled Generica. Of anything I’ve written, I feel it has the most potential and I’m almost done with it—only a few more drafts left.

Originally, I was hoping to return to bizarro once I finished my horror WIP. But that project has been put on hold for a while as I deal with personal issues. Instead, I’ll be editing Generica. While writing takes so much out of me, there is nothing I enjoy more than scouring a manuscript with a red pen. I’m not giving up on that untitled horror novella, but I’m at the point in my life where I can only do so much.

This blog started out as a bizarro fiction site. There was a dearth of those at the time. I did reviews, interviews, listicles, and general articles about the genre. I hope to return to that, but rather than reviews, I plan to do a monthly “What I Read” post, similar to my old “Top Bizarre Books” series.

Speaking of bizarro fiction, a question I get asked frequently is when Babou 691 will reopen. I don’t have a definitive answer for that. But I’m meeting up with some friends in the genre later this month. I hope they can provide me some advice on what to do with the magazine.

Like the Prodigal Son, I’m returning to my origins, and to misquote my favorite horror villain, I have such sights to show you.

Tchau,

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