Late last winter, I gave myself the challenge of writing a zombie erotica. Just for the hell of it. After some great suggestions from the ERWA (Erotica Readers and Writers Association) crit group, I had a decent story and no idea where I would even try to sell it. Then the call came out for the Big Book of Bizarro.
Months later, I now have my very own complimentary copy. I am psyched. I'm not abundantly familiar with the genre other than in the Superman universe. The description of the anthology as "Salacious - Sacrilegious - Scatalogical - Scotomizing - Strange!" is intriguing to say the least. Funny enough my story didn't even make the erotica section. So I am even more curious about the stories that did. I'm in the horror section.
Wait a second, that would make this my first horror short story sale. That in itself is enough to lighten my steps for a few days. Horror was my first love. From Edgar Allen Poe to Clive Barker and Stephen King, I've enjoyed that delicious mixture of fear and vitality that comes from brushes with death and creatures beyond its reache.
Now if someone would only pic up Dark Heritage.
Published on August 08, 2011 18:54