Hey, it’s that runaway goat I was writing about it in “Exodus” (check #5 there, say), lo those many years ago:
https://nypost.com/2018/08/09/rogue-goat-may-have-helped-dozens-of-farm-animals-escape/
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Of all the stories I’ve done, this is the one that still gets to me on the trail. Really? Other day I’m riding this corridor in Boulder with a tall fence on one side, a concrete wall on the other, so: no exits. It goes about . . . three quarters of a mile. I’m cruising along, no hands, when I suddenly feel not alone. I sneak a look behind. Sure enough, there’s a guy on an older bike, a bag tied to it, and he’s the kind of close that says I looked back right when …
Watching Jeepers Creepers last night, had to capture this (will embed the tweet so as to let Twitter host the file):
…I can watch these kinds of cerebral interchanges for hours and hours. I never can quite win them, though pic.twitter.com/dEFPvJsh1t
— Stephen Graham Jones (@SGJ72) August 8, 2018
this ‘breakdancing in a straitjacket’ he’s talking about via Terrance Hayes is a much better way of saying what I’m always trying to say—also with dancing: give me a whole warehouse to do my dance, you’ll get bored, but masking-tape off a little square, make me do my dance in those conf…When @Benjamin_Percy is constructing a comic story, he approaches it like a math problem. pic.twitter.com/eR2Ac717x2
— SYFY (@SYFY) August 6, 2018
Sounds like a boxing movie. Anyway, cool starred Publisher’s Weekly review—nice words for “Chapter Six.” Click there, or, I mean, it’s so short, here:
…85 days until Halloween! pic.twitter.com/p05zCbUdnL
— Horror-Con (@HorrorCon2013) August 6, 2018
Seriously, this is one of the top best most amazing coolest wow slasher things I’ve seen. Can’t get enough:
Cover Reveal! pic.twitter.com/uC6zMOjUyO
— Paula Guran (@paulaguran) August 2, 2018
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Well, my story from Gamut, “The God of Low Things,” reprinted in this month’s The Dark.
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