Monthly Archives: November 2011

Yog-Turkeysoth

Chatting on e-mail with a nice woman who works at a charity for endangered livestock breeds. She sent me photos of turkeys. I could not resist doodling one—those heads! Like something out of Lovecraft! Good lord! Seriously, there is a kind of glorious elemental hideousness to a wattled-out tom turkey head. They’re spectacular. I want […]

Actually, I Like My Traditional Publisher or “You Leave My Dill Pickle Alone!”

This will be long. I may ramble. Sideways. Through walls. You’ve been warned. So in the last few weeks, I have found myself, for whatever reason, tripping repeatedly over things on the interwebs about self-publishing. I didn’t do it deliberately, at least at first, but Google+ makes it easy to fall over this stuff, and […]