Monthly Archives: April 2010

Suspended in Dusk

“Damn me Father, for I must sin…”
Four centuries of this damned immortality
Yet, I did not ask to be made. Why?
I will never again know your sun upon my face
Or the comfort of a grave
I am not alive and I am not dead
This is Hell on earth
How can I possibly explain this eternal youth?
When I can do nothing, but sit by
As my loves grow old and wither
And with each of them, take a fragment of my heart
And prolong this eternal winter
It is October’s perpetual agony
It is the shadow realm
Father, please forgive him
For he knows not what to do
With every victim I pray
pray for my own death
And as much as I love the night
I curse the moon’s eerie glow
This bloodlust that drags me to forever
and ever
The toxic rays of dawn that condemn me to limbo
I am cursed to dwell in grey Autumn twilight
I am suspended in dusk
Father, please forgive him
For he knows not what to do

Peter Steele 1962 -2010


RIP Peter Steele

There are no words.

The man who wrote the soundtrack to my youth. One of the smartest, funniest, most depressive (a word? perhaps not), grandest mother fuckers to ever grace the stage. A legend. One of my heroes. It sounds trite and cliched, but sitting here I feel like part of me is gone. There will never be another Type O Negative album. I will never, ever get to see them play live. Never get to shake his hand and say thanks for writing music that helped me define myself. The man who wrote the greatest song about a vampire in the history of music is dead.

You’ll be missed, brother. You’ll be remembered. And most of all, you’ll be celebrated. Turn this shit up LOUD.

Peter Steele 1962 -2010

Listening to: Every album Type O ever put out.


Da Flix

My thoughts on the movies I’ve seen recently, for want of something else to write about. Back on the Zero train now that the MS doctoring session is over with and my Fulls have been sent off into the ether with all my bits crossed. Sitting at 48K.

Hurt Locker – Kinda overrated. Loads of better war flicks out there, although the post Oscar hype probably spoiled me. If I had’ve gone in with low expectations, it might’ve cut it, although considering Bigelowe directed Near Dark, one the greatest vampire flicks of all time, I’m not sure how low my expectations could have been.

Daybreakers – Pretty good. Weird seeing the cast of Neighbors/Home and Away up on the big screen, and the gore fest at the end was pretty lame, Milhouse. But on the whole, a worthy flick.

Road to Perdition – Started well. Ended kinda weak. And wtf was up with Jude law’s hair, man?

District 9 – Oh yes. Yes in-fucking-deed.

Also heard around the campfire that some douchebag who does Lady Gaga filmclips has been lined up to direct Neuromancer, and that Hayden “i find her… intoxicating” Christensen is set to play Case. As soon as Chris Cunningham dropped this project I should have given up on it. Now, all hope is gone.

Listening to: Nine Inch Nails, the Downward Spiral


100% awesome

Over the course of the last two days I’ve received two more requests, this time, both fulls. One of them is from one of the big league agents that I shot off a query to without a hope in hell of ever hearing back, so to say I’m goddamn excited is a bit of a understatement. Super fucking jazzed is more accurate.

Interestingly enough (and I don’t know if this is an industry norm, or just fluke) every agent who’s requested a full or partial has been male. Weird.

But anyway, based on the R from partial number one (who was exceptionally cool about it, and offered some very helpfulΒ  feedback on my first 50 pages) I’ve gone at the MS with a machete and chopped another 4,500 words. Spending this weekend with the weed whacker, trying to get rid of any redundancies I find, aim is to get the MS down to a clean 90K. I feel damn good about it, too. Funny how working on the other book and getting my head out of COLD for a spell gives perspective. Chapter 3 & 4 were running 17 pages, I’ve cut them down and combined them into 9 pages, so we’re getting to the point much sooner. It feels good, the MS is feeling much tighter now. So thanks for the advice, Mr Must Remain Anonymous agent. Hopefully it bears fruit.

Zero (on hold for the MS clinic) is sitting at around 45,000 words now.

Listening to – Smashing Pumpkins, Siamese Dream