I have no idea what that title means. Don't ask.

Today I am debuting the first couple pages of my new "short" story, "Apocrypha". I say "short" because I finished it last night and it's around 14,000 words as of this moment. I know a bunch of stuff still needs to be added, so it might creep up to around 15,000. And let's be honest, that isn't much of a short story. Technically, I think it's called a Novelette. But that sounds really fucking lame. So, I'm going to stick with "short story".

Anyway, since "Apocrypha" won't be totally finished for another couple of weeks, I wanted to post a short preview of the first few pages. This is because the story is running behind (as usual) and so I wanted to give everyone a little somethin' somethin'.

So enjoy. Or don't. See if I care. Whor

Back in 2005, I wrote a short, 7-page story about the last man in a world completely overrun by addicts of a strange, new drug. The drug was a weird language written on a piece of paper that made you feel things like Lust, Wrath, and Delirium. It was also highly addictive.

About 3 pages into the story, I sort of slumped down and said, "Shit". I realized that the wealth of material going on was way too intense for a story of such a short length. However, at the time, I was still in school and the story was for a creative writing class. I finished the story as best as I could, turned it in, and even remarked to the class how I planned on turning it into a full novel one day with each chapter being named after and centering around the different drugs...or, in the case of the story....DjerRUckqS.

Some time later, I decided that calling them 'Words' was way more interesting and way simpler. 

Reading it, you can very easily see which elements I brought into the book and which elements were so stupid that I ditched them. Like having Words come from Atlantis. Cute, but overall pretty cheesy. And Word-Goggles? Ugh. I must've been drunker than normal on that one.

But Wrath Addicts beating down my door. My girlfriend named Vanessa. The whole world slowly decaying around me. All that stayed. Not to mention the ending which - while is a little different - is still ultimately the same climax. 

Anywho, this is also the last hurrah. After this, I got nothing left. In a month, the completed, 1-volume edition of AKOD will be released (which is in the middle of a nice, re-edit right now) and then it'll be on to new stories and new frontiers.

Thanks again for sticking around for the last two years. G'night.

Geez, where to even start....

I had the first idea for A Kind of Drug so long ago, I can't even remember it. Well over a decade. Long before I ever had any desire to be a writer. The idea was simple: What if a language existed that you could understand without learning it and what if it could spread like a disease? I then just sat and toyed around with this idea in my head for years upon years.

Eventually, around 2004, I decided I wanted to see if I could write. And so I wrote a short story called "DjerRUckqS" about a man living in a post-apocalyptic world that had been destroyed by Words. About four pages into it I said, "Shit" out loud. I realized that there was too much material in the short story and that it needed to be a novel. And so, a year later, I came up with the idea of creating a chapter centered around each different Word. I thought about calling the novel "A Kind of Drug" and thus the core of the novel was birthed. Again, this was 7 years ago now. (Oh, and I plan on releasing that original short story once A Kind of Drug is finished. I can't release it yet cause the endings are still very similar. Don't want to ruin the climax for all of you.)

But anyway. Due to college and life and work and existence, the idea sat on the shelf for another 2 years before I decided to try another hand at it. But my original idea was to not "start at the beginning" with Rapture and Beth Vacey. I wanted to start 2/3 of the way through the story with a crazy, dense, dramatic chapter and then, with chapter 2, rewind back to the beginning.

However, after talking to numerous professors and fellow students, they told me I was a fucking idiot and that I should just start at the beginning like a goddamn adult. Which I obviously did.

But by the time I decided to listen to them, it was too late. Chapter 1 - Wrath - was already written. I had penned the story of two guys, practically alone in the world, and scared to death of people Addicted to Wrath. But the world of that old chapter and the world of A Kind of Drug as you know it today are radically different. And in a thousand ways, I'm glad for it. I'm much happier with the direction I chose to take with the novel. Starting from the beginning turned out to be some good advice.

Either way, I figure a lot of you might get a kick out of what A Kind of Drug looks like in a sort of "alternate universe". This was how I originally envisioned the world after Despair, way back around 2007/2008. If you've ever read it, it's sort of reminiscent of Richard Matheson's novella, "I Am Legend" (which is way different from the Will Smith Zombie flick). 

Anyway, keep an eye out for the pieces of story I obviously decided to keep and the ones I obviously decided to trash. But overall, I hope you just enjoy the read and you're much happier with what I chose to do with AKOD instead.

Thank you. And good drunk.