Category Archives: slashers
For many of us out in the fansphere, this isn’t just the dream, this is the perfect nightmare. Which, yes, is kind of am empty statement. What I’m trying to say is: Could there possibly have been anything even halfway as cool as this?
Hey now, somebody may have just read the moneyshot chapter of a slasher novel I just wrote:
Thanks to Paul Tremblay for the headsup.
Good time this weekend in snowy Santa Fe. That’s me in the slash hat.
What you can’t see? There’s slashers all on the hatband:
Guess Ghostface is kind of criminally tilted (sorry, Billy and Stu), and the jewel of them all is the werewolf, but slashers on a Slash hat is the real joke. Werewolves? Werewolves are never the joke.
Anyway, we talked Alice and “Alis” (my story. we all talked about our own stories, to start things off) and I think I misremembered an old SyFy miniseries out loud for all—who were too polite to call me on it—then we signed a truckload of books, and I saw an old yellow friend from one of the other times I’ve been on this excellent little stage: