Back From Hell
As far as I can remember, I was on vacation for the past ten days. I'm not 100% sure of this, because all memory of my vacation vanished approximately seventeen seconds after I arrived at my day job this morning, but I'm told that I had a great time on the cruise.
This post is titled "Back from Hell," because I did indeed visit the town of Hell. If you ever visit Hell, be prepared for lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of jokes about going to Hell. It's named for the freaky limestone formations that, at sunset, resemble the fiery pits of Hades, and even though I didn't see them at sunset, they were still cool as, uh, hell.
I'll share an exciting trip report in tiny little pieces.
Meanwhile, PRESSURE made the preliminary ballot for the Bram Stoker Award for Best Novel, where it will get its ass kicked by the works of Tom Piccirilli, Gary Braunbeck, and Stephen King.
This post is titled "Back from Hell," because I did indeed visit the town of Hell. If you ever visit Hell, be prepared for lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of jokes about going to Hell. It's named for the freaky limestone formations that, at sunset, resemble the fiery pits of Hades, and even though I didn't see them at sunset, they were still cool as, uh, hell.
I'll share an exciting trip report in tiny little pieces.
Meanwhile, PRESSURE made the preliminary ballot for the Bram Stoker Award for Best Novel, where it will get its ass kicked by the works of Tom Piccirilli, Gary Braunbeck, and Stephen King.
posted by Jeff Strand at 4:16 PM
2 Comments:
If your books are as witty as your wonderful blog, I'm sure I will enjoy them!
They're BETTER!!!!! (usually)
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