Brian Kirk

…you publish a story in a magazine called Necrotic Tissue, which loosely translated means flesh of the dead. Try explaining that to your ultra conservative, yet adoring Grandmother. The look of polite puzzlement was priceless.

Funny thing is, the story is a comedy without an ounce of gratuitous violence or gore. And the editor, not surprising to those familiar with most genre markets, is an intelligent, likable fellow. At least he portrays himself as such on some radio interviews I’ve heard.

Anyhow, the story, titled, “Aw, Hell,” is a satire on the backhanded machinations that often occur in the higher levels of corporate America. Doubtful that my previous experience as an Ad Exec had anything to do with this one.

It’s scheduled to run in the October issue, which is always a special month for most horror mags. I’ll follow up with a link to purchase once it’s out.

And I realize it’s been a while since my last post, which was two days before the birth of my twin boys. Now that we’ve finally established some semblance of a routine, I should be around more often. Until then, be well.