He's outlining a new crime noir novel, something harboiled, as yet untitled. A down-on-your-luck kind of piece. The first line is, "Jolly Loffing wasn't a man to live in his past, but his past sure lived off of him."
He's working on a YA horror/apocalyptic novel; the working title is PB & Apocalypse
He's revised several old stories from before his few-years writing hiatus and is ready to start submitting again. He says letting them sit for a bit brought a fresh eye to their crafting that helped considerably.
And finally, he's finishing some new short stories that are sure to be hitting the mail (and email), including
a zombie tale ("The '-ists' after the Apocalypse")
one about something odd hiding underground at a roadside gas station ("Burger," which was started--two pages worth--a long time ago, and is finally about ready, thanks to feedback from his Eng 494/694 fiction writing students during the Spring 2009 quarter)
another inspired by a nine-day power outage he and his neighbors had in Dayton, Ohio, as the result of a windstorm in September of '08--it's about a guy who hears ringing and a radio broadcast in his head and about the "On-ies and Off-ies" and their neighborhood psychological war over power. Its working title, a long one, is "Turn up the Ear-Ringing, Please . . . or, Who's Got the Power Now, Asshole?"
the tale of a bored, graveyard-shift, gas station attendant who tunnels his way to Hell to get rid of his fat, annoying, bitchy-butch boss
one about a divorced dad who fights roadways full of monsters to make it to his kids for a parenting time exchange
another post-apocalyptic tale about a girl who's growing scared of her boyfriend Mantis as they squat in a trailer on an abandoned country fair site
another about a hero who is born during a nursing home massacre
one about an inappropriate and unnerving Girl Scout
the (un)inspiring story about a snowstorm and the man who finally decides there's one person who's okay to be eaten
a story about an island that's a safehaven that's not so safe, where the women in the water are covered in moss
another one about a donut shop in winter during a post-apocalyptic existence.