Have you ever wondered what sort of weirdo I was in the 1990's? Before I was an international sensation? Boy are you in for a treat. The following is from an issue of The Eyes of Bennie Bromstein from 1998, which seems like a whole other planet to me. Weird. There's cursing, there's weirdness, and… Continue reading Time Machine Fun! – Bennie Bromstein Stuff From 1998
Once upon a time I was cool. OK, that's a lie because I have never been cool. Ever. I shrug off coolness like a really frilly shawl on a hot day. I am just not made for cool. So let's just say a long, long time ago I did 'zines with friends. This was after… Continue reading Back in the Day – The Eyes of Bennie Bromstein circa 2011
Hey there, during a time where we really need to be mindful about keeping our distance I wanted to give folks something to do/read. I am like every other indie author ou tthere trying to get my books into hands and trying to make a couple bucks at it but what's going on is beyond… Continue reading Free E-Books!
I am so excited that my newest book, Tattered Tents & Whispered Wishes is finally out. When I first started this book I did so with the understanding that it was unlike anything I had written before and I am thrilled with how it turned out. It's a strange, dark tale that isn't necessarily horror… Continue reading TATTERED TENTS & WHISPERED WISHES Is HERE!
There are times when I would swear to you that I am nuts. A lot of times. OK, most of the time. There’s like a machine in me that will never turn off, no matter what I do. It’s the same machine everyone has in them, the one that drives us and inspires us… Continue reading The Ceaseless March of Machinery
This small tease is taken from the very beginning of my upcoming book TATTERED TENTS & WHISPERED WISHES. The book is the story of a young person searching for the one place on earth they feel they may belong - The Fair. The book will be released on Friday, March 13th. I think all of… Continue reading TATTERED TENTS & WHISPERED WISHES – teaser
Red Magic When I was kid I believed in magic. I believed in fairies, Santa, and ghosts, and the Bigfoot, and all of that. I believed that ours was a world of magic that hid just out of sight and away from adult eyes. Hiding where those pure of heart could find it when they… Continue reading Red Magic – a story
So when I took the photos I am using for the cover of TATTERED TENTS I was shocked that I managed to find such a thing in the wild. I was out at a hobby store and was looking at a little display they had and saw it...a headless woman in a lawnchair just living… Continue reading Our Cover Story
In which I talk a little about awards season.
I don't tend to write poetry because I don't write it well but this sprang forth and here it is. Like everything else, I was stillborn. Life fading like the last light of the day. Eyes closing. Mouth opening. Fist unfurling as a flag with no fight. I would enter darkness as a small bang. … Continue reading Still Born – a poem