Ready for flight

Sorry I haven’t been posting as much as I used to. Once again, I’m trying to narrow this down to mostly writing news. On top of that, I’m leaving for San Francisco and World Horror Con in two days. So I’ve been busy. Not a lot of time to sit and keep folks updated.

So, yeah. World Horror. I’m going out there to sell stories. It’s a bit of a lofty goal for somebody with my, shall we say, limited bibliography, but I’m nothing if not lofty. I’ll be looking for publishers for my novellas Run Like Hell and Tower Four, as well as for my novel A Family Matter. On top of all that, I’ll also be talking up the collaboration I’m working on. It’s with somebody who’s got a bit more profile than me, so that helps.

And I have people watching out for me. Oh, yes I do.

This is probably my last broadcast before next Monday or Tuesday. Have fun, be safe, and I’ll see you later.

San Francisco Signing

Friday, May 12, from 8-10PM, I’ll be taking part in the World Horror Con’s Mass Signing. I’ll try to to get close enough to Brian Keene to not get lost in the shuffle, and I’ll have copies of Drive and Rundberg to sell. Come see about me.

Hey, Fellas!

This is a friend of mine. She’s one of my most treasured friends, as she put up with the wreck that was me throughout high school and the years after. Hell, she even put up with the wreck that was my friends. She also introduced me to Jeff Buckley and Cold Water Flat. That’s bonus points right there.

She’s feeling a little low right now, feeling unwanted.

But I think she’s cute as a button.

So we’re gonna help her.

I want every guy reading this to tell me why they think she’s adorable, cute, sexy, lickable… whatever. Let’s make this lady feel wanted. Girls, you can do this, too. She’ll appreciate it, and she deserves the good tidings. She’s that cool.

Look at this…

Ain’t that cool? C’mon, people!

Here, I’ll get you started…

I have it on good authority that she is both ticklish and like’s having her armpits bitten. You know anybody else with that cool a quirk? I didn’t fucking think so!

So send me those praises. Email is natesouthard@(remove this)yahoo.com. I’ll forward them to her and make her fucking month!

You have your orders. Hop to!

Writing and Food

Ah, two of my favorite things. If I ever get to the point where I can work from home, I’ll probably spend every non-writing moment cooking. Or maybe playing video games. I currently can’t play video games because Shawna would make the dogs eat my hands.

Shawna is anti-gamer.

Well, this past weekend I got to finish up my San Francisco stuff, then I launched into a new writing project. It’s an exciting one, my first collaboration with another writer. Makes me a little nervous, but in a good way. More on this one later.

And… food!

Last Friday, Shawna and I hoofed it over to Hoover’s Cooking. We were unaware that Hoover’s has been a mainstay on Manor Road for several years. We just thought it was a new place opening up on 183, so we were unprepared for how freakin’ wunnnerful this Southern Comfort Food was gonna be. I ordered the cajun catfish, and Shawna ordered the jerk chicken. She didn’t know she was about to receive half a chicken, and I had no idea I was going to get two large fillets. We ate like kings, sucking down delicious food, and all for just over $30.

Sunday, my buddy Randy took a bunch of us to Fajita Warehouse. We ordered family-style, the entire table sharing meats such as chicken, blackened chicken (tastes like… chicken), pulled pork, brisket, skirt steak, shrimp, and salmon. I got to try the pork, steak, and both chickens. All was good, and all was very filling. I barely made it home before my full belly put me to sleep.

Thanks Randy!