If things have been a little quiet around here lately, don’t worry—nothing’s wrong. No cursed typewriters. No eldritch entities dragging me screaming into the dark. Just the less glamorous truth: a lot of work happening offstage.
Over the past few months, my focus has shifted away from regular blogging and toward the long game. I’m in the process of moving my books toward a wider distribution model, which means stepping back from Amazon exclusivity and reissuing my existing titles through my own imprint. Beginning in 2026, the books originally published through Amazon KDP will return in new editions—slightly revised, possibly illustrated, and packed with bonus material. A little more blood for your money.
While that’s been quietly taking shape, the writing itself hasn’t stopped.
Summer Camp Slaughter, a short, vicious slasher novel, is currently undergoing final edits. It’s lean, mean, and exactly as nasty as the title suggests. If you like abandoned camps, bad decisions, and sharp objects doing what sharp objects do best, it’s coming soon.
Bloodspawn, the fourth Grindhouse Horror novel, now has a complete first draft. It’s bigger, stranger, and uglier than what came before—very much in the spirit of the pulp horror from years past.
And Veins of the City, my psychedelic splatterpunk nightmare, is getting a final polish before release. That one’s been a long time coming, and it’s shaping up to be one of the most personal and unhinged things I’ve written.
There’s also the matter of pen names. Some of my other work—written under different names—has been finding a wider audience lately, and that’s pulled a fair amount of my time and energy in other directions. You didn’t think giant bug books paid the rent, did you?
This site isn’t going anywhere, it’s just shifting roles—from a blog-first space to a home base for the horror work, the books, and what’s coming next. Updates may be less frequent, but they’ll be more meaningful, and there’s a lot in the pipeline.
Thanks for sticking around. More soon.
— John