This is a bullsh*t tease if I’ve ever felt one; and I’ve felt many. I can still feel summer in the air, regardless of how everyone in North Texas wants to call this fall. No, she’s just stepped into the bathroom, and you can mentally smell that stinky perfume she uses to hide the rot of her pooty-poo. There are some of you who know what I mean, and I give you the two-finger salute. You know the two; wink.
I was ritualistically enjoying my evening medication, when I looked up in wonder. Living this close to downtown, it’s as though someone wore out a few pair of wrists erasing the night sky. That’s no bueno. Tonight is one of those UFO whistleblower prophecies. I need to be able to see them coming so I can prepare my boo-hole for the great, galactic diddling.
Is anyone else as pissed as I am at those guys? The whole disclosure thing has stalled, and now it’s just a bunch of arguing podcasters. It happens to EVERY special interest group on social media. It becomes less about the topic, and more about the ego. Don’t get me started on authors; myself included. It’s ruined reading for me.
That said, what else should I do to occupy my time? Both Witchfire & Railroader are early access games, and their final versions are releasing soon. All 500 combined hours on those games will go bye-bye. I’ve started The Outlast Trials again, but it spooks me. The new Castlevania hits next week, though…
Musically, I’m exploring different tones with multiple pedals and chorus effects on blues riffs. As a storytelling musician, and most of my stories being of a negative nature, I feel as though they’d be the most powerful as blues. There’s some other personal reasons, but I improv a lot of blues stuff when I busk. I have zero guilt living out my end days as a corner/coffee shop musician. I never would’ve guessed my old Facebook “which FRIENDS character are you” quiz would’ve landed me with Phoebe.
She was the hottest one, and crazy to boot. If the show rebooted for 2026, she’d be the one with the Only Fans page, but I digress.
I’m rolling up on three years of taking guitar semi-seriously. I say that, because I’m not sure I’ve ever taken anything one hundred percent seriously. We’ll, there was that one time in Fort Huachuca when I was hiking in a canyon and had a Blacktail Rattlesnake between my legs. It was nut-shot range, and I was taking the situation seriously; so seriously.
At least, that’s the story the old me told before he died.
Preach truths, toke jokes. And shoplift Amazon.
I accidentally killed a lizard yesterday, and it broke my f*cking heart. I was trying to scoot him out of the way with my foot and, well…
Would you like to help support the efforts of The Gonzo Wolf? No; no subscription fees or substack sh*t. You see, a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, I (and a handful of others) fancied myself a fiction author. Even a KINDLE purchase and review helps preserve the memory of a fool. Hell, some of you may even enjoy it.
Although, Starving Zoe is a beast all her own…
Poon Lives.
To most, 1865 was an eye-opening year. The American Civil War was officially over and the soldiers fortunate enough to survive the bloody conflict returned home to collect the pieces of their former lives. To young Arizonan, Robert Jack, the fateful desert homecoming marked the end to all he once knew. Forgiveness is overrated. Death is final. Revenge, however, dances between the fine lines of mortality and eternity. Love always finds a way.
“Reading Jim Walker and the Redemption Hymn is equal parts quirky fun and riveting action. Cloud’s confident, entertaining voice draws the reader in like an old radio western: the perfect bite-sized story with a main character you’re ready to follow through every adventure he finds himself on. So, tune in next time…”
– Megan Stockton, author of Lovely, Dark & Deep
The history books would read that Jim Walker was brutally executed after the Battle of Goliad, but a few promises in the right ear blurred the contrast between blood and ink. Now an aging bounty hunter on the verge of retirement, his services are requested in the Northern Arizona Territory to solve the terrifying mystery of the Verde River Massacre. With guns from a local Deputy, courage from a saloon proprietor, and a deathbed confession from an all-too-familiar Medicine Woman, Jim sets off on what could be his final adventure. Will he lay the ghosts of his past to rest once and for all, or is he simply whistling his Redemption Hymn?
“Someone call DC and tell them this is how you write a female hero character!” – Lisa Lee Tone, Bibliophelia Templum
Angel Burns is a young firefighter with a shrouded history. During a routine night at work, she stumbles upon a demonic ceremony that brings her memories out of hiding – as well as her repressed supernatural powers. Angel soon learns her life was intended for things greater than extinguishing fires for mortals. Now on the payroll of the Vatican, Angel embarks upon an epic quest to protect the Gutenberg Bibles from evil. If successful, she will secure peace for generations. If she fails, the power of the ancient books will bestow an eternity of darkness upon all humanity!
Toby Liberman is nearing the end of his rope. After a fateful confrontation with his wife’s lover, he is chased into the woods only to be discovered by an unidentifiable creature. He is attacked and rendered unconscious. Upon waking at the scene of a gruesome triple homicide, Toby is arrested as the sole suspect and thrown into a jail cell with a strange man that knows way too much about his predicament. The stranger reveals to Toby that he now possesses the curse of the werewolf. Using his new-found strength to flee his captors, Toby begins to discover that things are not what they seem in the sleepy town of Twin Oaks, TX. Now hunted by law enforcement, as well as the town’s gun toting civilians, Toby seeks vengeance against his false accusers and embarks upon a quest to clear his name once and for all.
A Curse Beyond Comprehension. A Power Beyond Belief. A Girl Far From Home. Katie Liberman is your typical eighteen-year-old college student…or at least that’s what her family thinks. Picking up five years after the events of A Taste of Home, Katie has dropped out of school and embarked upon a dangerous quest to find Kurt Jimmerson, the New York City attorney responsible for her family’s werewolf curse. Unknown to her, the attorney’s grip on the ‘City That Never Sleeps’ is tighter than imagined and she’ll need any and all help available to be victorious. But… where do you find friends when you’re Far From Home?
Twin Oaks, Texas is at war! Taking place immediately after the Far From Home events in New York City, Katie Liberman has returned to rescue her birthplace from the clutches of her nemesis. As the paranormal battle of North vs. South rages in the shadows, the tiny town must decide to fight against the odds or become one with the darkness. Blood will be shed and only one will survive as the final battle of the Home Series concludes.
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.
Poetry has always come naturally to me. Whether it is an expression of emotion toward someone I care about, or a display of humor pointed in the direction of those I loathe, it is my true outlet. Several of these works were written in a passenger seat while exploring the highways of the United States and somehow managed to survive “The Great Ex-Wife/Ex-Girlfriend Poetry Purge” of 2019. Others were penned during COVID-19 quarantine. Although it may not be the most epic poetry collection you’ve ever read, it all contains bits of blood and soul. You will feel something. Guaranteed.
“This profound collection of horror brings classic monsters into new light in the modern day” – B.L. Blankenship, God Walks The Dark Hills series.
The modern world is a crazy place. Worrying about childish politicians, empty grocery store shelves, and our pending membership to the “global disease of the week” club, it leaves very little time for the average reader to finish an entire novel. This is where Six from Five Seven: Short Stories from a Short Man comes in clutch! A story per day to keep the impending apocalypse away, with a single day left over to contemplate why you purchased this book in the first place. That sounds like an entertaining week when compared to the one you were destined to have regardless. What do a cursed husband, a privileged brat, a curious prostitute, a repressed savior, a vengeful son, and two hell-bound soldiers have in common? Their stories lie within the pages of this collection and invite you to tag along on their journeys of fate, redemption, and demise. When finished, you, dear reader, can hide this book inside your basement with the rest of those important documents you wished you’d never taken home. The FBI won’t be happy, but at least they’ll know you’re a cool person for owning a copy while conducting the raid. That must count for something, right? Let’s hope the judge thinks so!
Also, there’s a few other things not listed here that are floating around out there. Best of luck with the hunt.
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