Random Madness! That’s basically what social media is, right? Just a bunch of random madness? One post at a time spread throughout the day? These are the top things I wanted to write on social media today. Everything. All at once. Does it sound insane? Why? Because it wasn’t broken up into single posts? The way I see it, there are too many feelings to step on if the public can see the posts as they scroll through their feed. Doing it this way, it’s your own fault if you get triggered by something I’ve written. You had to do a lot of damn clicking to get here. Maximum effort. This is my version of a cyber booby trap. Minus the boobies. Enjoy the show!
Today is my birthday. I’m 47 now. There’s nothing funny about this. I doubt anything will ever be funny again. Picking out my headstone from Amazon.
I had COVID-19 one year ago today. I also watched Rise of Skywalker a year ago today. I’m still undecided about which was the worse of the two experiences.
People are wishing me a happy birthday left and right on social media and I refuse to look. Today is also the season 2 finale of The Mandalorian. Fuckers love to spoil good shit. It’ll be my luck that Dumbledore shows up with Gandalf to save the day and some Facebook poon will screw up the surprise for me. Not taking that chance.
Last night on the Butterflies Make Me Angry podcast, we talked shit, as usual, and then read a Del James short story. I never wanted to be a professional writer until reading his work. Shameless plug. Check out my stuff at cderickmiller.com or his book, The Language of Fear, on Amazon. It blew my mind when I read it twenty years ago.
My cat, Lyla ‘Rona “all the networks” Mt. Yermom Cloud-Miller, has to get shots at the vet today. I’m writing her full name on the paperwork.
On a serious note, my son comes home tomorrow for two weeks. He is serving in the military and I haven’t seen him in a year. Considering that the two of us have been inseparable since the day he was born, I can attribute a ton of my anxiety and depression to his absence.
47 years. Man. What a ride. 3 wives who got it wrong. 1 wife who is currently getting it right. 5 children. 4 grandchildren. An army veteran. A shelf full of books that have my name on the spine. Dozens of magazine and newspaper articles. Podcasts. Films in the works. I run a good 50/50 when it comes to people who love/hate me. I have traveled to just about every city in the continental United States. The major ones multiple times. People have paid money for my autograph. Still, I feel like I have so little to show for 47 years. I’m tired. So very tired. It’ll make for one hell of a funeral. I’ve done more wrong than right. That’s for sure.
Flat tire. The birthday luck never fails me. Last year, it was Covid and a shitty Star Wars movie. This year, a flat tire. Hoping this is the extent of it.
Took me forever to catch my kitten for her trip to the vet. I’d be lying if I didn’t smile just a little when they gave her two shots. Little turd!
I’m playing a Klansman in a film in January. I’m not happy about it. I hope the Proud Boys don’t drive by in the middle of filming and try to recruit me. Or the Hunt County Sheriff’s Department. Same thing, really.
C. Derick Miller is an award winning (Splatterpunk Anthology of the Year – And Hell Followed 2020), best-selling (Starving Zoe 2020) Splatterpunk/Indie/Cult/Horror/Dark Fiction author, Gonzo journalist, freelance A&E journalist, screenwriter, poet, ordained minister, and ASCAP songwriter born in the town of Greenville, Texas. A seasoned paranormal investigator and administrator for the fine art industry, his influences include Hunter S. Thompson, Kevin Smith, Shawn Mullins, and Del James. He is currently signed with Death’s Head Press and is Sr. Writer/Jr. Producer for AtuA Productions. Chad is also an active member of the International Thriller Writers organization, the Horror Writers Association, and co-host of both the “Butterflies Make Me Angry” and “American Justice” podcasts. He resides in the Bishop Arts District of Dallas, Texas and has a price on his head for his short story “Hell Paso” contained in the #1 Amazon Best Selling/Award Winning Death’s Head Press Anthology “And Hell Followed”. He wishes he was making up that last part but…it’s nice to be wanted.