Yes, it has been a long time since my last communication. I didn't want to overload you with my ramblings. Quite generous of me, don't you think? Oh, yes, I'm always thinking of you.
Well, that's over. Like the zombies I've so often write about, it's time for me to rise from the grave, shamble on down the street, and bite into some tasty brainstuffs. Or perhaps a jelly donut. Truth be told, I'd prefer the later. A nice Blue Star dulce de leche, to be precise. Mmmm...fancy junk food.
Actually, it's probably time to move on from mostly deceased characters. The next Wyldes book (yes, there is one and it will be published...eventually) scales back on the garden variety zombies. The Hanged Man is still around, natch, but his partners in undead crime this time around are...different. Bigger. Stronger. Faster. Six million dollar zombies? Not exactly, although I may have to write that book. (Zombie Steve Austin? More like Zombie Steve Awesome!) Let's just say there's more of a Jekyll and Hyde thing going on in the sequel.
But Wyldes 2 may not be the next long-winded thing that bears my name. I've actually being playing in the TV sandbox, once again throwing my precious words at the all mighty glowing rectangle that dominates the family room. Inspired? Sure. Desperate? Maybe. I did rather enjoy True Detective, so it's certainly possible for a novelist to find a place on TV. One of the pilots I wrote was even a detective series set in New Orleans. Fewer reference to the Yellow King, although I may have to change that if it gets picked up. Hey, it's not like TD actually went anywhere with that.
So, more writing, more blogging, more donuts. Yep, that about sums it up. See you soon.