The latest in Vincentmania

Last weekend I had the grand fun of participating in the 48 Hour Audio Drama Festival. It's modelled after The 48 Hour Film Festival, same basic idea only with audio dramas. In fact there's quite a bit of crossover between folks in the industry and the audio drama world. 

LITERARIUM went live with its first episode, The Chrysanthemum King, on Friday August 28th! Find it wherever you get your podcasts. 

The King In Ivy 

On James Street in Hamilton, there is a little bar where the thinkers go, where steelworkers put up their boots and poets slosh around pomegranate verses on the walls. This is The Brain.

On James Street in Hamilton, there is a little bar where the thinkers go, where steelworkers put up their boots and poets slosh around pomegranate verses on the walls. This is The Brain.

While I strive to get that YES from an agent or editor on STEELTOWN DREAMING, and while I'm scribbling away at yet another novel (The Lakes of the Moon related) I'll be putting out LITERARIUM, a podcast where you sit back and listen to me read you my short stories. Always said I would do it, now I'm finally doing it. Coming this summer. Keep an ear out!

On James Street in Hamilton, there is a little bar where the thinkers go, where steelworkers put up their boots and poets slosh around pomegranate verses on the walls. This is The Brain.

On James Street in Hamilton, there is a little bar where the thinkers go, where steelworkers put up their boots and poets slosh around pomegranate verses on the walls. This is The Brain.

On James Street in Hamilton, there is a little bar where the thinkers go, where steelworkers put up their boots and poets slosh around pomegranate verses on the walls. This is The Brain.

Making damn good progress on a The Lakes of the Moon novelization based in part on TLOTM: Volume 1.5 - VHS. When a professional photographer, Sarah Malachi, gets the commission of a lifetime from TIME Magazine to photograph the winter moon over the New York skyline, strange memories plague her. She remembers watching the Apollo 11 Moon landing live on TV. She also remembers watching the astronauts get torn to shreds by an alien presence.  

Way back in 2019, my novella was acquired and published by a tough little indie press called Wild Dreams. During the global plague of 2020, they sadly went out of business. All their book rights reverted back to us authors.

Some cities are made of magic. Hamilton, Ontario is one of those cities. It's a marriage of industry and nature, with an escarpment painted with trees, grassy fields, waterfalls, a downtown smudged by time, a waterfront choked with chimneys and red hot steel manufacturing. It's one of the best places on Earth, a gem of a city with a beautifully rich history, exploding with character, constantly rebirthing itself.