🌻 So turns the Yellow Carousel 🌻

It was a warm September evening in High Point, West Virginia, when Silas first saw the Yellow Carousel.

Early September is upon us—summer’s last gasp, anticipation of autumn, maturing sunflowers… And, for a certain retired surface miner and his wife, the Yellow Carousel’s arrival.

Though squash vine borers have decimated my wife’s acorn squashes, zucchinis, and delicatas this year (still holding out hope for a couple of pumpkins that look okay), it’s been a good year for the rest of the garden, including our sunflowers.

Sunflowers are my favorite flowers. I’m big on Russian Mammoths, but we tried some new ones this year to add more color and variety in size. Can’t help smiling whenever I see them. How can those big, bright petals bring a person anything but joy?

Say a giant sunflower-shaped carousel sprouts suddenly in your back yard. Weird, sure. But would you really think it such a bad thing? You can forgive a lonely old guy like Silas if he’s not overly wary when it happens to him. But beauty is often as dangerous as it is alluring.

If you haven’t yet read my Appalachian weird horror story “The Yellow Carousel” (Cosmic Horror Monthly #35, May 2023 – read online for free), September is the perfect time. Take it out on the back porch after work, while the evenings still have a touch of late summer heat. If you have a sunflower garden like me, plop your chair right there among their heavy heads nodding in the breeze. Maybe make yourself a cup of tea to sip as you read, to fight off that chill when the sun goes down behind the pines.

And if something strange appears in your lawn, or in the playground across the street, or your neighbor’s backyard…

Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Silas and Emma have settled into a quiet retirement in High Point, West Virginia. There’s nothing so peaceful as a September sunset painting the pines that edge their field. From this magic twilight emerges the Yellow Carousel, as if planted and grown just for Silas. Why shouldn’t he climb its sunflower petals and mount its undulating deer?

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THE CRICKET KING wins second place in WV Writers contest

The second weekend of June, I attended the West Virginia Writers, Inc.’s summer conference at Cedar Lakes Conference Center in Ripley, WV. I reunited with old friends, made one or two new ones as well, and learned some new stuff along the way.

That Saturday evening of the contest is the Awards Banquet, where they announce and present the awards won by participants in their annual writing contest. I was honored and excited to find that my unpublished Appalachian horror novel, The Cricket King, won second place in the Book Length Prose category. Accepting the award in person was a great way to cap off a fun and rewarding weekend. Big thanks to all those in the WVW who make the conference and the contest happen every year despite what seems like every hurdle imaginable.

I am extremely proud of this novel, and I hope that you all will be able to read it as soon as possible.

Got another one coming to TALES TO TERRIFY

I don’t have details on when yet, but wanted to let you know I recently signed another reprint contract with Tales to Terrify, the great short horror fiction podcast that has published two of my other stories, “The Apocalypse of Moses” and “Drifting Into the Black.”.

This time you’ll get to listen to “Animals,” originally published in 2017 on HelloHorror.com. I will let you know when it’s released.