I'm looking at the calendar on my computer and feeling a tingle. Electrified is a good word for how I feel, but then again, I'm not Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson.
Moving along: EXCITED. Oh yes, and you should be too, because for the very first time the forces of Clay Carter, Phoebe Blake, Leigh Montano, Todd McKinney, and yours truly will join for the first time at The Blue Bottle in downtown Muncie.
I might mention that this event is completely designed and ran by it's readers, and not through a university of writer's community. Not that those are bad things, but people have asked who booked the venue, and the answer is we did. For you. To enjoy. So enjoy it.
I'm still tossing around stories, trying to figure out which ones to read. I thought about reading from the upcoming novel, but then considered the early start time and figured bloodshed wasn't much good at 9am. Of course, 9am isn't early if you make it part of your night. Or what's even cooler: Being awake early when the rest of the world is asleep. When you're alone on an early morning, the world seems very post-apocalyptic, which I believe is an oxymoron, but nevertheless you get the idea.
Oh yeah, and check out the face I will be reading with this Friday down below.
Fear, focus, and the future. C.M. Humphries talks about writing, horror, and whatever.