Recently, I have begun a new project, one that I would classify as a comedy with psychological horror aspects. It is told from the perspective of the source of all the horror in the narrative.
An unusual repurcussion has occurred in the course of working on the aforementioned project: my own mental state, without any bidding from myself, has taken a turn for the worse. I care deeply about the project, but must admit that I am wearied by it. The thought that something I write can have such a profound effect on its own creator is both alarming and encouraging. In the past, I have typically been most productive when my mental and emotional state drive my writing.
This is perhaps the first time that setup has been turned on its head.
Incarnate will continue to release every Monday until it arrives at the final chapter. Whether this project begins to come out before it ends, or indeed if it sees the light of day at all remains to be seen. My closet is chock full of pieces that compelled me at the time, but lost their glamour before their time. The encouragement I have received while discussing the idea behind the project has compelled me to give it great effort, and the moderate success of this website has meant very much to me as well.
I hope to reach many hearts, and in addition to striking a little fear, I wish to find a little common ground there. Though if your heart touches ground, you probably aren’t in good shape to do any reading.
Seeds of Fear 