Woo hoo! TeleRead reviews my debut urban fantasy novel, Nameless: The Darkness Comes. It’s a pretty awesome review and it makes me happy. What is even funnier, though, is that the sequel to Nameless is titled Relentless. Why does that make me crack up? Read the review and find out! :D
Posts Tagged ‘Mercedes M. Yardley’
I was there for World Horror Convention. I stayed in a beautiful house with my friends. We experienced joy and tragedy. It was a house of laughter and sorrow, much like the city.
Enjoy a few pictures of the city last year. It was such a pleasure.
My laptop, a bay blanket, and a “Don’t Forget Me” letter from my middlest. :)
We rented a house that came with a bottle of vodka and a game of Twister. I touched neither. I can’t say the same for my housemates.
Mason Bundschuh and Mort Castle play ukelele and harmonica after the Bram Stoker Awards.
How do you do that voodoo you do so well?
This is my brother in everything but blood. I bought my own uke right after this.
It was just such a pleasure to be somewhere so different from home.
The paperback of my debut NAMELESS is five dollars off! Woo! I’m not certain how long this promotion is going on, so if you’re interested in a book, you’ll want to jump on it. I’ll quote directly from The Ragnarok Team, here.
In celebration of Ragnarok’s Facebook page surpassing 1,000 LIKES, we’re offering $5 off print editions of NAMELESS, DEAD WEST OMNIBUS, DEVOURER OF SOULS, THE FORTY FIRST WINK, PATH OF THE DEAD, and DAMOREN.
Follow these links to the CreateSpace eStore and enter the code at checkout: TLPYH9BS
NAMELESS: THE DARKNESS COMES
DEAD WEST OMNIBUS
DEVOURER OF SOULS
THE FORTY FIRST WINK
PATH OF THE DEAD
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Thank you to the talented and likeable Danny Grigsby for painting this amazing painting! I can’t tell you how excited I am!
My Angry Ginger and I dressed her up.
First in my old ball gown. (Everybody needs a red ball gown.)
And then in my wedding dress.
Now she’s hanging on the wall where she belongs.
Thank you so much, Danny!
Really checking in.
I don’t want this to become a blog of updates and “Woo, this came out” and “Yay, I’m doing this!” even though I’m proud of those things. I work hard and it’s so delightful to see something come to fruition. I want to share that.
But tonight I realize that I’m looking at the moon and it makes me want to walk outside and stand under it. I do that during the night sometimes. I’ve been sad and depressed and lonely. It’s summer. I hate summer in Vegas. It’s been three years since my girls passed, and it’s getting more difficult, not easier. I’m desperate for a way to ease the sorrow. I throw myself at projects like a bird throwing herself against the bars of a cage. I made trifle. I made soap. Last night I made earrings and attempted a ring before calling it a night. The earrings were a success. The ring will be, I think, once I rethink it and try it again.
I’m craving Marshmallow Honey Nut Cheerio treats, which is what I make because it’s sweeter than Rice Krispie treats. That said, I’m wondering about going sugar free and seeing if that helps my mood and body.
I was supposed to be lying on the beaches of Mexico this week. I’m thinking about how much I love the water and how much I love writing, but suddenly writing has become more of a responsibility than a joy. When did that happen? Why did that happen? Too many deadlines, I think. I put everything on pause for a bit and I’m writing a short story titled Last One Awake. It has a Big Man Ben feel to it, if you’re familiar with that story of mine. It’s beautiful and dark and full of sorrow and love and, best of all, I’m writing it just for me. No deadline. Not intended for anywhere in particular. I love the characters, Kelly and Joy. They’re so loyal. I’m almost sorry for what has to happen to them.
Glass has been breaking left and right about this place. That happened last year, too. I stepped on some several times, and left an impressive blood trail. The children were impressed.
I love our rabbit. I love our chickens, who are hysterical. Both hamsters passed away and the children had never lost a pet before. It was a bad time but also a beautiful time. I scheduled a hair appointment on Friday and I’m going to cut off about half a foot of it. I’m going back to blonde for a minute. I’m even going to lose the bangs.
But only for a while. I’m just visiting the Old Me. I still feel at home with New Me.
That’s it. Checking in. :)
I’ve mentioned it here and there, but I’m thrilled to officially announce that my favorite thing I ever wrote will be coming out this fall! Ragnarok Publications will release my book Pretty Little Dead Girls: A Novel of Murder and Whimsy this September.
“Run, Star Girl.”
Bryony Adams is destined to be murdered, but fortunately Fate has terrible marksmanship. In order to survive, she must run as far and as fast as she can. After arriving in Seattle, Bryony befriends a tortured musician, a market fish-thrower, and a starry-eyed hero who is secretly a serial killer bent on fulfilling Bryony’s dark destiny.
Mercedes M. Yardley’s Pretty Little Dead Girls: A Novel of Murder and Whimsy is a dark, lovely fairy tale with lyrical language and a high body count. It will be released by Ragnarok Publications in September of 2014.
One of my favorite artists of all time, Galen Dara, agreed to do the cover. She creates some of the most feminine, darkly beautiful art that I have ever seen. If you’re not familiar with her work, run and check her out.
There will also be a special limited edition hardcover that will feature a tip-in insert of Orion Zangara’s work. It’s stunning, and makes a wonderful edition. The pre-order only hardcover will be available in October.
Ahhhh! I’m so excited! This book is the reason that I started describing my work as “whimsical horror.” There simply wasn’t another genre that it fit into. I hope it’s something you’ll read and enjoy, and will hopefully make the world a little bit more magical for you.
Everything floats down here.
So I really like Todd Keisling’s work. It’s dark, solid, varied, and super creepy. I mean, suuuuuper creepy. I know I’ll never read his The Harbinger again. Twisted little dolls? Ahhhhhh!
ANYWAY! He has been releasing short stories digitally online as part of his Ugly Little Things series. Now he has come out with a hardcover edition of the series with tons of cool extras. Seriously, it’s awesome and worth checking out.
You can read about everything that is included here.
But there’s a catch. This is preorder only, and the preordering window closes on August 16th. If you haven’t ordered your copy by then, then you have lost your opportunity.
This is the preorder link. Have fun! And to get to know Todd a little more, here’s a video Q&A with Todd that I had the chance to moderate. So, uh, there may be a little goofing off. But just a bit. ;)
How many times do you hear people say that? In my case, it’s truth. Games are how I relax. If I’m not playing, I’m not relaxing. Sometimes I feel like the only woman in the world opening up her calendar to see if she can fit 20 minutes of gaming in there.
When I went to college, I used my very first paycheck from the new job to buy a Super NES and a game from the pawn shop. (Pawn shops in college towns are incredible. I snagged the most amazing CDs there.)
The game? Illusion of Gaia. Check out this action. You slide under things. And have a sword. And fall down nearly dead of scurvy. I’m not kidding. That’s my favorite part!
I would come home from school, finish work at 11:00 pm, and play Illusion of Gaia for half an hour. Then I could go to bed.
I realize that I associate specific events with what game I was playing at the time.
Senior year in high school was Tekken with my dad and brother. The fact that my daughter’s name is Nina? Yep. Tekken.
9-11 happened during Chrono Cross.
I moved to Seattle during Devil May Cry.
My son was born during OKAGE: Shadow King. I literally played with his tiny, new body wrapped up on my chest.
And there the timeline stops. Children plus writing plus more responsibilities equals no game time. And this makes me sad. I realize that it is also unhealthy. I need that escape. That respite.
Thanks to my dear friend’s urging, and physically putting the game in my hands, I played BEYOND: Two Souls
last night. And it was incredible. An experience, to be sure. I’ll be making time for it in my life. A simple pleasure that pays dividends.
Plus! Games! YAY!
So what about you? I know I’m not the only one who loves my console. What do you guys play? Any fantastic games you’d suggest?