Rev. Dare Cloud's Blog, page 88
March 21, 2025
Open Mic-Less
If you’re in town on Saturday morning, I’ll make it a greater way to wake up. Tasty coffee and…the floor could be yours. Bring your guitar, your voice, your poetry and set it free.
Forget Waldo; I Found Carmen
Well good morning, all you shiny, happy people. Tis the Reverend Dare Cloud on a (insert emotion here) Friday morning. I’m writing this on Thursday and I didn’t want to predict any overwhelming fear or happiness that may occur between now and publishing. It’s a strange world we are living in after all. My morning […]
March 20, 2025
Outside Looking In
If you’ve been following my shenanigans long enough, you’ll know the entire back story of this sermon. For those who don’t: I was contracted to write a “splatter western” novella. I researched splatterpunk thoroughly via entries by Ed Lee and Patrick Harrison III aka PC3. I understood the assignment. Somewhere along the line, silly Karens […]
March 19, 2025
Midnight Train To Tucson
Just to get you in the mood for Tumble Bleed and Jim Walker 2, here is one of my older western stories on the house. Midnight Train to Tucson by Rev. Dare Cloud as C. Derick Miller From The Book Without a Name Disclaimer: this may or may not be the final version. I stumbled […]
Rev Plays Portal part 2
I spend the last half hour in a loop. Stuck. Another video soon.
Rev Plays Portal (first time) part 1
My son wants me to play Portal 2 with him but I’ve never played the original. I guess this is happening.
March 18, 2025
Trinity (a poem)
Chimes on the wind Whether dense forest or major city patio They always take me back to the same place Concrete slab porch A coating of fake grass And bushes taller than I The prickly kind Berries changed with the seasons You remember Windchimes Sometimes, If I ignored the pleas To not climb the bright […]
Let’s Get A Little Freaky
Who told you? You can’t blame yourself. You had no reason NOT to believe them back then. They were your only source of information, other than your grandparents, and where do you think your parents got their beliefs/knowledge? Bingo. I’ve known a few – not many, but a few – people who claim it hurts […]
The Man Who Cried Wolf v.2025
I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place so I need to shout this out into the universe. Bigger city means more police and less effort, basically. I’m not a happy camper, but what can I do? Let’s set the mood… I live in a ten unit condo complex in the ever-gentrifying neighborhood of […]
