When a young serial killer asks Siri, politely, for some help, he gets more than he bargains for.
(click the image to listen)
if you have a kindle, my first novel is FREE ON KINDLE RIGHT NOW, for a limited time! although, it’s always on kindle unlimited for free, right now anyone can get their paws on it.
it’s not the sort of story that i ordinarily tell (as is known, i’m usually all about the horror or fantasy, & this one is more psychological), but it’s a story that i told. & it’s free until (unintentionally) midnight, on valentines day. 🧛♀️
cover design by Mitch Green at radpress publishing.
apparently, i’ve made a podcast of fictional stories as a side, creative hobby, just to explore the idea of it. but WARNING: i have no idea what i’m doing. i have adopted a motto that alfred hitchcock once coined, “always make the audience suffer as much as possible.” i’m sure that he personally meant suspense in a story, but for anyone who tunes in, the suffering will mainly come from having to listen to my voice.
click the image to listen.
i did a thing where i answered a questionnaire.
The editors of Sudden Denouement Literary Collective know that our strength is our writers. We hope that you enjoy getting to know them through our new Writer Interview Series.
What name do you write under?
My poetry and short stories are under Samantha Lucero.
In what part of the world do you live?
Super cowboy USA Hot Dog Rocket Ship Number One.
Tell us about yourself.
According to BuzzFeeds, “What Batman villain are you?” quiz I’m the Joker. Some people just wanna watch the world burn.
Where do you publish your work?
six red seeds
When did you begin your blog and what motivated you start it?
Few years ago after hoarding short stories, half-finished novels, poems, screenplays, graphic novels, dead bodies, teeth, cat skulls, I decided to create a centralized location to dump it all. Believing that it would function more as a private sanctum and a way to…
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i’ve finished writing a novel. a few people have asked advice. i will make another post about what the hell i plan on doing with it, because… i have no idea! i think i’ve decided to go the old-fashioned route and send it to literary agents rather than self-publish (for now), consequently, probably building an even fuller rejection folder.
this post was inspired by an email conversation i’m currently having with n. ian mccarthy. who btw, is awesome.
before you decide to read this post, i need to present a full disclaimer: i have no idea what i’m talking about, and i am not fishing for any advice / personal opinions, although, advice / personal opinions aren’t necessarily uninvited. i am also not saying that i am any kind of expert, because trust me, i am nothing near an expert at anything. except maybe avoiding conversations in public.
a music video representation of what it looks like on the inside of my mind lately.
trivia: florence welch and i actually share the same birthday.
submitting poetry to big(ger) publications.
here’s to waiting 6+ months to see if one, or both will be published in the new yorker.
the thing that sucks isn’t the waiting, in fact, that’s the best part because i forget completely and therefore all attachment dissolves. the thing that sucks is that i sent them two poems i ended up really, really loving and want to put them into my poetry book, which i might publish before they reject me. and then those two gems are left behind.
then again, i could just keep accumulating more work until then, it depends.
the novel is taking center stage in my time and attention lately anyway.
i am working on two stories for this anthology, actually. one is a collaboration, and one is by only me. i’m in the editing process of this one, having completed it some weeks ago. i’ll be finishing up editing it by tonight (i hope) and sending it in. we’ll see what happens; i’ll find out in august or september.
meanwhile, i’ve been working on my own full-length novel (top secret) and gathering content for my poem book. and feeling somewhat out-of-body.
here’s an excerpt of one of the ghost story’s i’m submitting to a small publication, it’s called “those nocturnal hours”
a photo i caught of one of my twins... peaking thru the curtain.