On The Move

This will be one of the last posts at this location… I am moving the blog to the main site in an effort to merge my online resources.

It will save costs and make maintenance simpler, which is always a positive.

I was successful at migrating all the old posts from here to the new location, so there will be the same sense of continuity as there was here.

And here is the address:

G.A. Miller Blog

It’s up and functional, but I’m still playing with themes and appearance, so it will likely change a bit, but there it is. This site will expire in June, and I won’t be renewing it so for anyone that chooses to follow these posts, please switch to the new link when it’s convenient for you.

See you there…

Writing…

Finally, after months in the abyss, I’ve begun writing again. I had a vague idea for an opening scene to a followup to “Spirit Of The Dead”, and I put down a few hundred words.

Not a lot, but a lot more than the past. The gates are creaking open again.

As I work my way back, I am looking at consolidating this blog into the website, putting everything under the same roof. A lot of work, but the good work, the kind that gets me back into the swing of things.

Once everything is in place, I’ll post here with new links and locations… I am hopeful that I’ll be able to import everything here into the new setup, but I am not sure as of this writing. Homework to be done.

As Ahhhhh-nuld might say… I’ll be back.

 

The long road back…

It has been a hard couple of months, but it’s finally changing for the better. I scribbled a 100 word Drabble to describe how it feels:

Two months ago, I walked into the pitch blackness of the Netherworld, neither knowing nor caring if I’d ever see the morning light again.

I drag and crawl back to the surface now, scarred, bloody and broken. Every inch of progress is an agonizing effort, but I cannot falter… I’ve seen the alternative. The tortured screams are a siren song of the damned and they echo in my mind without end, beckoning me to surrender.

There are no prison walls more confining than one’s own mind and no sentinel at the locked door more torturous than the one named Depression.

There were too many things going on, too many long-standing things crumbling, and that made it impossible to read, much less try to write.

As part of my effort to get back in the swing of things, I released a collection of some of my better (IMHO) short stories, available now on Amazon – click the link here.

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My “human half” is still undergoing several life-changing events, but is on the mend and hoping to be back to normal soon. I haven’t yet returned to any social media platforms, and may choose to make some changes with those. Time will tell, of course.

Let the evening begin.

Premature?

Stirring

Reuters, April 2, 2019. Police have dismissed numerous calls about strange noises coming from a small cemetery as pranks, probably associated with April Fool’s Day, although many residents in this small New England town remain uneasy.

Sometimes, dead is better…

Been a while… I’ve decided to step back out of the flow for now because my not so dark half’s work environment is becoming more and more stressful of late, and the escape my writing used to provide has exacerbated that stress.

Not the writing. No, the writing is and always has been an enjoyable escape as I begin with an idea and let the tale take over and lead me to where it wants to go. That part is absolutely a fun ride.

The stress comes in with my lack of patience. Let’s be honest, I don’t mind rejections at all. Seriously, if my wife and I got to dinner, she might order a seafood meal while I order a nice Veal Parmesan. She hates veal about as much as I hate fish, but that is perfectly fine. We like what we like as do the editors to whom the stories are submitted. If it’s not for them, that’s absolutely fair.

No, the stress comes into play when you’re left in the cold so often, no response whatsoever to your work for very long periods of time. That gets me going because it’s so widespread. Between waiting for results on submission, waiting for reviews on published work (good or bad, at least say something!), waiting, waiting, waiting. (With some very notable exceptions, such as Steph and Stuart at The Horror Tree who have always been prompt in getting back on submission decisions)

That’s the part that introduces the stress, and when coupled with the Draconian management practices that have surfaced at my work of late, it’s too damned much.

Something’s gotta give.

So, for the time being at least, I’m going to step off the merry-go-round. Yes, I’ll write when the idea strikes me, but I’ll just file the work away for another day. Who knows, I might just overhaul the website and put them all up for anyone who might like to check them out… I don’t know at this point.

For now, I’ll just hang the sign in the window.

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Getting Ready…

We’ve arrived at the 9th of January, and the work I had to do in setting up our photographic venture is now completed. During my self-imposed exile…dare I say I put the “hack in the box”… I set up some new courses to take for writing and publishing and look forward to putting time into those.

I also look forward to next week when my Blu-ray release of Halloween 2018 arrives!

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I’ve been a fan of Carpenter’s Halloween since the original release, and I thought they did a great job with this one, ignoring all the old sequels and having Michael come back home after 40 years.

I suspect the chance to watch this again, especially with all the extras on the disc, will be just the right motivation for me to bang on the keys again, especially where I have two new stories begun but not completed yet.

Sleep well…

Timeshare

As 2018 comes to a close, I’ve been setting the pen down in order to spend time (and a fair amount of money) setting up a photographic venture for my wife and myself, as taking photos is something we both love to do, and was one of the things that first brought us together.

I’m not stopping my writing… in fact, I have 2 new stories in progress at the moment. I simply won’t be as active, particularly on the social media channels, as usual in order to spend the time I need to invest in learning my new gear, as well as organizing a portfolio and a new website on our new domain.

I have decades of experience shooting, both as an avid hobbyist and semi pro, but the advances in technology inherent in my new camera will take some time to properly learn. In other words, this ain’t no Kodak Instamatic:

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The D500 is the flagship model in the Nikon DX line, and has more computing power and associated options than many desktop computers I’ve had in the past. This camera is an absolute delight to use, the most so since my beloved F4 was in days gone by. I hated giving that up, but film cameras were dropping in value by the hour, and good labs to process slide film were becoming very rare (and very expensive), so I had to cross over to digital.

And so, as 2019 rolls in, my new tales will continue to appear when finished, just not as frequently as they have in 2018. This has no bearing on my previously stated frustrations with waiting for responses (a difficult aspect to the writing game for all) whatsoever, it’s just the limitation of 24 hour days on one who sleeps, works full time, and then writes, codes websites, takes photographs, reads books, watches seminars… and enjoys the company of his spouse.

Timeshare… a descriptive phrase, much more so than defining a vacation destination.

A safe and happy new year to all!

Break…

As we close the books on 2018, I’m going to take some time away from the online world to rethink and regroup a bit.

It seems the harder I work, the less I gain from those efforts. For example, when I released my novella “Spirit of the Dead” on Amazon just before Halloween, I made it free for the four days leading up to the 31st. I posted it on all my social media outlets, and all I asked for was for those who chose to take a free copy to please write an honest review of it afterward.

In those 4 days, some 61 copies were ordered and downloaded.

Of those 61 copies, I have received zero reviews.

Considering the frustration of waiting months for word on the average submission, and now the lack of any feedback, whether it be good or bad, I am honestly considering writing exclusively for myself and my friends, and not releasing anything to the public.

Writing is fulfilling, it’s enjoyable, and it serves as a great offset to the drudgery of working a full time job and handling those “real world” responsibilities. When I write, I’m flying on the wings of imagination and loving the places it takes me.

It isn’t the writing that’s frustrating me, not at all. It’s the frigid, empty void into which the writing has been disappearing upon completion, and that needs to change.

How exactly it will change, I am not sure… hence the time I’ll be taking to rethink and regroup over the remainder of the year.

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Hope everyone has a Merry Christmas and a safe and happy New Year.

See you on the other side…

Not dead, just busy…

It’s been a couple weeks since my last blog post, and those have been busy weeks. We replaced three windows in the house, one a very large window in our living room, and then a fresh coat of paint when the dust had settled. The new windows are so much more energy efficient than what was there before, I think we’ll save in all seasons by better containing heat and cool air.

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Then I measured out and installed the new hardware for the curtains, we set those up, and put the room back together again.

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The room is every bit as comfortable as it appears in the photo above, which just happens to be my writing space. In that recliner, the laptop on my lap, tapping away just as I’m doing right now to pen this post.

In addition, I’ve been doing a ton of HTML editing for our new photographic website, and a little surprise for my readers as well.

Once all these projects are finished, I hope the results will be enjoyed!

(And then I can get back to my writing… and other things)

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As always, sleep well…

Along for the ride…

It’s easy to understand why I write horror. It’s my mind. My mind is a scary place, especially if I try to change the course it wants to take.

For example, I have a new story in the works, a story about the ultimate bad tech support call. I came to the laptop this morning planning to work on this story, but my mind had other ideas.

My mind was in visual mode today, and there was no changing course.

I did a Black Friday thing yesterday… I nailed a two year hosting contract with a different provider because the deal was too good to pass up. I also grabbed a new domain, planning to develop a photography showcase for my wife Anita to grow into.

I spent this morning coding the site, at least as a starter – AB Images

And then I fired up Photoshop to develop a logo to go along with it:

ab logo

Looks pretty good, if I do say so myself. I still haven’t incorporated the logo into the site, as that came after the site was posted, but it’s a work in progress.

A visual work in progress.

Such is how the mind works, those dark corridors up there. That scary place we spoke of earlier, remember? Yeah, when that takes the lead, I’m just along for the ride, and I’d be kidding myself if I tried to believe otherwise.

I just hope it decides it wants to switch back to words sometime soon. I think this new story has potential.

Sleep well…