I’m afraid I’m not one for regularity, my dears. However, I would like to maintain some iota of frequency on my posts, so … here we are. As the song goes ” Back in the saddle again, out where a friend is a friend.” Lovely little ditty, that one. Gene Autry, I believe.
Currently, I am working on a novel called We Fear the Reaper (originally Don’t Fear the Reaper, but I don’t imagine the Blue Oyster Cult would have been pleased). It is a primarily a work of horror – what else?- but the underlying subject I wanted to explore is the tumultuous 60’s era, and the abuse of drugs like cocaine. The main character is a man who has had a hard life and has been addicted to ‘Charlie’ for nearly twenty years. He has an estranged wife and teen aged son, who love him yet can no longer abide his self-destructive ways. A dark little tale, and it doesn’t end well. I have faith in it, though, and its message.
Also in the works: a continuing cycle of stories called The Blackfeld Letters. The premise of this is to show the darkest and most chilling secret deeds of man, through fictional letters sent anonymously. Dear Blackfeld … I have at least five of these letters , and plan on many, many more. ( If anyone would like to suggest something for a letter, by all means do. I will certainly give due credit by posting with your name on The Devorian.)
Well, this was fun. For me anyway. Look out for another of Devore’s Visions, coming soon … how soon, I cannot say.
I lack consistency, my dears.