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Shelby Oaks has a trailer!!!
This is Chris Stuckman’s debut film!
Since it hath been ages, I felt as though a comet of a cough-bowl launch was in order. The kind where thou scrambleth to find the cherry before your wife notices the new burn mark on the carpet. Thus is life. – Rev.
Also, don’t forget your book!
Today’s offering?

I know this is the part where I’m supposed to talk about the book, but I feel as though the synopsis needs its own preface to truly understand. 2023 was quite an eye-opening year! I began it by living my dream as a vintage steam locomotive fireman, but that dream was soon squashed thanks to my writing career. It won’t matter that you wrote your extreme horror offerings years ago and under a pen name. Also, it won’t matter that your publisher and author friends from days gone by express pleasantries and kind, nurturing words to your face, because they’ll clique-up and talk trash the minute you turn your back. F**k the biz, create. Create for art, not clicks. Click for love, not hate. Those are words true artists should have no issues living by, yet most seem to hide behind their keyboard shields, flinging ill-thought words of destruction toward once-trusted ears. Don’t pour something into everything; pour everything into something. Do it all by yourself if necessary. With any luck, 2024 will be the year of The Reverend. I’m not exactly sure what that means yet, but we’ll find out together. Anyway, here are a few short stories and poems I wrote as C. Derick Miller in 2023. I stole them from myself. Fair and square. Enjoy.
I just got schooled on computer programming by a 10 year old MIT professor. All I could say was, “word”.
Pooney McPoon Poon








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