I sometimes find myself thinking about what I'll do after The Nameless Way. I'm still not sure. It's not that I don't have any ideas I'm excited about; it's that I have too many. And I talked a little in 2025 about what happens when I fail to keep my imps in line.One candidate is Ghosts of Blackridge, the one I actually started before I switched to Nameless Way. It's kind of a soap-ish horror thing based loosely on my college years. We didn't have quite so many demons running around then -- not literal ones, anyway -- but adaptations are never perfect. The pitch: An inhuman spirit preys on students in a fictional late-80s college town in the Arkansas River Valley. No one knows where it came from or who to trust. Or maybe some of them do. There's another newcomer to Blackridge, someone with plans to put the demon to use in his own schemes. I wrote quite a bit of this when Amazon introduced its now-defunct serial fiction platform. It's some of the worst writing I've ever done. I like…
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