Revenge. Murder. Betrayal. Practical jokes.
Welcome to a collection of Holly Geely’s groan-inducing short fiction.
Ogres become chefs. Minor gods fall to Earth for bathroom infractions. Santa Claus gets what’s coming to him.
The best (worst?) part is that it’s all In Poor Taste.
This anthology includes Opal Gemima Marigold and the Death of Poor Winston, a formerly ebook-only adventure.
At the beginning of the year I optimistically promised holiday fiction for this blog at least twice a month. Unfortunately, due to multiple events, that won’t be as consistent as I’d hoped. Here it is close to the end of May and life still feels like a whirlwind.
I will spare you the personal details, but these past weeks have been filled with regret and self-doubt. Most of it was unrelated to blogging or writing or even being online, but all of that has taken a hit.
I’m still writing. Whenever I think about giving it up, I remember the young person who approached me in the store one day and said they were a fan of my work. It was random and amazing and I will never forget it. Even if that young person remains my one and only fan (or has indeed taken a disliking to me in the interim) I am going to write when the writing mood takes me, whether I can sell it or not.
Finnaly #3 will be out in the next couple of months, once editing/cover are done. (#1 here, #2 here…books about dragons, adventure, romance, and potty humour!) Another book in the same universe struck me one day and is now in the preliminary stages. I’ve volunteered for a Christmas anthology (yay!) and I have another silly project on the go that may or may not see the light of day.
In the meantime, I will attempt to post here more frequently so the poor blog doesn’t feel such neglect. I’ve had a heck of a time coming up with interesting topics, but I’ll do my best.
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This blog has been quiet for some time. Somehow I convinced myself that NaNoWriMo was a good idea. It turns out that in most ways it is; I have nearly finished a project that is close to my heart, thanks to the 50,000 word goal.
That means I haven’t had time for weekly contests or much of anything else, really. Writing time is scarce in November/December to begin with, because it’s the time of year I start to go nuts with Christmas activities (no regrets).
I’ve made my own schedule and I might just finish. Until then, it might continue to be somewhat quiet, but I have a surprise for the blog on the first of December.
So, until next time…wish me luck!
If you’re going to be in Winnipeg for C4 October 28-30, come and see me! I am sharing a table with my talented brother the artist.
I’ll be selling books and articles of tiny clothing, mostly hats, designed to fit most standard Funko Pop figurines. (Sam from Supernatural is my hat model. He’s a good sport about it, too.)
Once Upun a Time
A Book of Puns and Other Nonsense
Do you like gripping tales of action and adventure? Are you fond of spooky science fiction? Does high fantasy float your boat, while low fantasy tickles your yacht? Well, good news – none of that is what you’ll find here!
This book includes:
An exclusive story set in The Dragon’s Toenail universe!
Zeus’ birthday party!
Appliances doing their duties!
The 1980s of the future!
Sit back, relax, and ready your eyes for rolling; this book has a little pun for everyone.
A few years ago I outlined a story about a police department that dealt with supernatural crimes called the Unnatural Unfortunate Incidents Department, or U.U.I.D. Last year the R.I.P.D. movie came out and I learned it was based on a comic book by Peter M. Lenkov. I’d never heard of the comic before and even though I didn’t watch the movie (I heard it was bad) I had a profoundly sad moment of “There goes another one.”
I’m sure it’s happened to every writer at some point. That special, original idea that turns out to be the end of The War of the Worlds. (I mean, honestly, why haven’t I read The War of the Worlds yet?) It’s frustrating because it’s unintentional, but in the end it just doesn’t feel right to go ahead with the idea.
We’ve all heard it before – “There’s no such thing as an original idea.” I don’t know if I subscribe to that theory, but I’m feelin’ it today.
The good news is that while I was reading the first two chapters (which is as far as I ever got) I realized that I actually liked it, and I might have something I can work with later. It won’t be a police department anymore, but maybe I can think of a hilarious office setting where the boss is really awkward and…no, wait.
So, tell me, has this ever happened to you? Did you take it in stride? Did you scream, curse, and throw things out the window? The second one sounds like more fun, frankly.