A little Solstice something for all the cultists here at Conspiracy Central. I should have posted this two days ago, but honestly all I have been doing for the past week is gorging myself on ham and green bean casserole. Hmm … canned goodness topped with deep fried vegetables. It positively screams 1950’s heart attack Americana!
Meanwhile, you can while away the winter by listening to Martian Migraine editor Scott R Jones recite my story “We Three Kings,” from Cthulhusattva: Tales of the Black Gnosis, available wherever eldritch literature is sold. Like that little shop round the corner from you, that wasn’t there yesterday. Say hi to Danielle for me.
Wasn’t that lovely, boys and ghouls?
If you still have any SAN left, why don’t you stop by Martian Migraine Press and pick yourself up a copy?