The Mummer's Dansky

Woke up this morning to a ton of birthday wishes, which makes me realize two things: 1-There are a lot of wonderful and generous and thoughtful people in my life, which I am thankful for. 2-There are a lot of people in my life who get up waaaaay too early on a Saturday :-)

Oh, no! Someone let me talk on camera again! youtu.be/IudYtLjZRYc?...

Spooky TV shows you might have missed? Why yes, please. www.patreon.com/RichardDansk...

At Ellen’s First Death Metal Show, aka the Morbid Tales horror + music event at Moon Dog Meadery

Why yes, I did read a new story called "Pumpkin Spicy" at Noir at the Bar in Hillsborough last night. Why do you ask?

I wrote about the film Sasquatch Sunset for the upcoming book Cinematic Obsessions, currently chugging along on Kickstarter. Here are my thoughts on why I picked that movie (you have to scroll down a bit). And if this appeals to you, back it! www.kickstarter.com/projects/gho...

Every time I see a campaign ad for Michael Whatley, I have to fight the urge to throw him a fish. Dude looks like a pasty elephant seal crammed into a shitty suit.

I just got a notification that someone had stopped by my Classmates dot com profile. Like, I had no idea that was even still a thing. I'm being stalked by an internet zombie.

Characters doing stupid things that are in character, I'm good with. Characters doing stupid things that are also wildly out of character because otherwise the plot breaks, I am not good with. www.linkedin.com/posts/richar...

Just got an AI spam email asking me about putting Clan Novel: Lasombra up for awards speculation. You know, the tie-in novel I wrote in *checks calendar* 1999?

If you want to read what I have to say about a movie performed entirely in Sasquatch - and why wouldn’t you? - then back this Kickstarter! www.kickstarter.com/projects/gho...

Settling in to sell books at the SplatterFlix film festival in Durham. At the standard tipping point of “Did I bring too many books?” Vs “Did I bring enough books?”

I remember distinctly the moment I first heard the words “Remember, Highlander. Remember your origins on the planet Zeist” and that's when I knew there was no God.

After spending 2 hours to drive through Atlanta today, I take back all the mean things I said about Chattanooga.

Things I didn't anticipate doing in Muscle Shoals this weekend: Buying a piece of an allosaurus Talking wampus cats & Batman with the curator at a local museum Sitting in a garden designed by Frank Lloyd Wright Racing from Second Street to Avalon (IYKYK) Trying to order a Lyft at 6:45 on Monday AM

My farewell to ShoalsFest

“You can throw me off the Wilson Dam/But there ain’t much difference in the man I wanna be and the man that I really am”

I can die happy now.

Inside the gates at ShoalsFest on the banks of the mighty Tennessee.

Pretty sure I am the only person in a 50 mile radius wearing a Rush t-shirt tonight.

I am drinking Highland Park in Alabama ahead of going to The Lava Room. Life takes you places. So do I-40 and I-24.

Why yes, I am indeed writing about a movie with no humans and dialog entirely in Sasquatch. Why do you ask? www.kickstarter.com/projects/gho...

As we enter the October Country, some thoughts on Ray Bradbury and what he meant to me as a writer: www.patreon.com/RichardDansk...

So the failed mid-level officer with the drinking problem appointed by the draft dodger just selected a foreign draft dodger to plan next steps for the American military while also planning to fire 20% of the senior officer corps? But please, tell me all about all the great winning.

A day without an AI slop email about my books is like a day without sunshine. No. Wait. It's like a day without golf ball-sized hail and the mist rising up from the Arrowhead Project.

In case you had a burning curiosity to discover what I was up to these days: www.patreon.com/RichardDansk...

Clearly I have had some kind of curse laid on me that renders any server I talk to incapable of hearing the word "unsweet" when I am ordering a beverage. Tonight was the eighth time out of ten I got sweet tea instead, and as a bonus, when I was offered a beverage to go, they gave me sweet tea.

Sunday night's LinkedIn thoughts on why it's good to maybe listen to Narrative once in a while. Or at least, not actively avoid doing so.

Tonight, a task that has been a long struggle has finally been put to bed. A metaphorical deck has been cleared. An item has been checked off a ToDo list that has lingered there far too long. ...I need a drink.

First books, then BBQ.

In hindsight, putting chocolate on the table that was eventually enveloped in direct sunlight was a bad idea.

On the road to Winston-Salem for the Bookmarks Festival, the largest book event in North Carolina. As usual, I am torn between "Oh God, I packed too many books" and "Why did I not bring all the books?"

I found myself watching a YouTube video about the behavioral origins of Gen X's self-reliance and I said out loud, "I don't need to watch this, I was there." Which, I suppose, is the most Gen X thing I could possibly have said.

Just hit publish on prototype decks for Squatches & Scotches, the card game @williamsem.bsky.social and I have been working on. Looking forward to having a version to share with people that I didn't make myself using the paper cutter at the local FedEx Office!

Astonishing how much the hideous little mascot for Meta's Muse AI looks like a version of the Adipose from Dr Who that got left in the rain too long.

Any serious analysis of the sports betting industry zeroes in on how the model was founded on one concept: Normalizing the concept of sports betting so that people just accepted it, and didn't think about consequences or costs because it was just there. Worth thinking about in other contexts...

When a book on Bigfoot for sale crosses my radar and I go, "naah", you know there may be some issues with that book....

Yesterday I was given a poem about ghosts by a person dressed in a full body fox costume. Also, I listened to a lot of Supertramp. The two are not related.

The answer is almost certainly “Yes.”

….the moment when you realized you were so organized and proactive for once in your life that you showed up to the venue and hour before they were planning on opening the doors.

How to turn "How do I become a game writer?" into a meaningful question and conversation:

Self-care is realizing that you still know every single lyric to Styx’s THE GRAND ILLUSION album despite not having played it since the mid-90s and being at peace with that.

When you finish reading a story in public for the first time and people come up to you and hug you, you know the story landed.

Raleigh. Tomorrow night. Words. Lots of 'em.

Me: T-Mobile has disabled my phone. T-Mobile Employee: That's easy enough to take care of. Just call this number. Me: ....

Some thoughts on the damage caused by rush to be the loudest jackwagon in the metaphorical room:

Today's tally: One story sale! One story rejection :-( One baseball game. I will take that every time.

....the moment when you plunk down for the ebook version of a title you've been chasing for a while only to realize it was formatted and edited with all the care of the Tasmanian Devil trying to make a cake recipe.