I believe we are in, or are entering, or are pretty damn near, the dogs days of August. I haven't been writing much, as I wait to receive the edits from my most recent book and get the project off my mind. Just a short story here and there, and I can't really picture my next novel yet, so I'm just reading a lot and driving myself crazy. I recently posted
my essay for the
The Nevada Review on my Scribd page for those of you (okay, pretty much all of you) who didn't feel the urge to buy a copy of the literary magazine when it came out.
And now, to pretty up this post, are a few more pics from the evil stronghold of Bamberg, Germany:
The city thrived, feasting on the unwitting tourists and their fat wallets...
While the vampire man king Slugoth bided his time, waiting for the city to sleep.
Caught in a sudden downpour, we sought shelter beneath a stone archway, knowing not that it would change each of us...forever.
A good river to throw yourself into and end your life!
Rose garden of the damned.
A dark ruler of a dark city of dark evil. Don't mess!
The city thrived, feasting on the unwitting tourists and their fat wallets...
While the vampire man king Slugoth bided his time, waiting for the city to sleep.
Caught in a sudden downpour, we sought shelter beneath a stone archway, knowing not that it would change each of us...forever.
A good river to throw yourself into and end your life!
Rose garden of the damned.
A dark ruler of a dark city of dark evil. Don't mess!
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