Stick a fork in 2013.

It’s almost 2014 which means it’s time to get your fill of 2013’s best and worst. Like the triple chocolate candy cane soup made by Aunt Etna, the “best of” and “worst of” lists look appealing but do nothing but make you nauseous. Instead, I thought I’d share what I have in store for you in 2014, dear reader.

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I can’t tell you about my most exciting project planned for 2014 or I’d have to kill you. It is a major collaboration and promises to make you pee your pants in horrific glory. As soon as I can announce this I will. For now, you’ll have to accept the tease.

I will be finishing the Portal Arcane series in 2014 and I’ll have more detail on that next week. You’ll have some say on when and if that series comes to a conclusion. I’ve also decided to dust off an old manuscript and turn it into something very unique. I’m already feeling that this could be the “epic fantasy for people that don’t like epic fantasy,” fantasy. In other words, you’ll be getting a dose of supernatural esoteric horror set in a world of epic fantasy. This could be The Dark Tower of the J. Thorn catalog.

Suck it, 2013.

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An Open Letter to My Friends & to Music Lovers

So here’s the thing. Our friends who don’t love music don’t get it. For them, it’s white noise to drown out the office chatter or used to mask the weird grinding sound coming from the rear brakes. But not for us. You and I, we listen to music because we love it. We get lost in the groove, or in the riff, or in the vocal hook. It doesn’t matter if it’s The Black Crowes, The Black Keys, Frank Black, or Black Sabbath. The point is, it means something. It matters.

I’m sure you’ve read the rants of musicians over the years, the worries about what “this” technology or “that” technology will do to music. You’ve probably chimed in at times, commenting on your Facebook status about how you miss the days of vinyl and remarking how “cold” digital is. I get that frustration and I feel it too. But you and I both know that it isn’t the CD, the download, or the iPod that is to blame. The hard, honest, truth is that there are fewer and fewer people like us anymore. We spent our teenage years slinging burgers or washing dishes to save up enough money to see a cool band on tour. We’d buy a ticket and a t-shirt, going without beer and cigarettes for a week in order to save up enough money to do it again for the next band to come through town. Well, guess what? People don’t really do that anymore. “The record labels suck and don’t sign bands anymore. MTV doesn’t play music videos. Radio stations are sterile, auto-programmed, corporate whores.” You’ve heard all of that and it’s easy to point the finger. You might want to sit down because what I have to say next is going to hurt.

It’s simple economics, my friend. There is no longer the demand there once was. If music lovers like you and I demanded live entertainment and used our wallets to prove it, all of it would still be here. But we’re not and it’s going away fast. I hope you like hearing “Don’t Stop Believin’’” for the 7997th time because that’s all we’re going to have. I hope “Dream On” gives you an erection for the next thirty years. I hope the Dolby stereo speakers on your iPhone can someday slam you in the chest like a kick drum at a live show. Virtual audio reality, or whatever.

Yes, I’m a musician but I’m talking to you as a fellow fan. I have a huge collection of music that will last me a lifetime, but am I ready to write off new music forever? I’m not, and I know you’re not either. But that’s where we’re headed because it’s simple economics, my friend. If a tree falls in the forest and nobody hears it, does it make a sound? If musicians make music and nobody buys it, can they make a living?

I know, I know. I’ve been charmed by Spotify and Pandora too. It’s so easy and convenient. Spotify said that the average payment to artists for a single play of a track is between $0.006 and $0.0084. That means a song played 1000 times per hour ($6.00/hour) for forty hours per week will produce less than minimum wage ($7.25/hour). Spotify has also revealed that 80% of its songs (4 million as of October 2013) have never been played. Never. Not once. Based on that nifty data, you can probably imagine the statistically insignificant number of musicians that could even dream of 1000 plays/hour – and at that rate, still make less than minimum wage. Oh, and that would be if you were a solo artist. Take your less-than-minimum-wage royalties and now divide those up between the four members of the band.

“Screw them,” I’ve heard from some of the people we know who don’t value music. “They play music. It’s not like real work. It’s not like they’re a surgeon or someone really important, like a reality TV star. If they don’t like it, they should get a real job.” Over the past few years, I’ve heard that from some of our friends that used to really enjoy music too. Fair enough. Simple economics. Musicians accept the market value of their art, or they… Right. They stop making the art.

Just a small town girl. Livin’ in a lonely world. 7998 and counting.

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“Your kids have a better chance of…dying of a common cold than they do of ever being abducted by a stranger.” A conversation with James Renner, author and serial killer investigator.

When you live in the Serial Killer Capital of the World (unofficially) it’s easy to think your neighbor might have young girls chained up in the basement. However, according to James Renner, this is not the case even in northeast Ohio. Beginning as a journalist and then as a writer of true crime, Renner spent many years investigating the most brutal abductions and killings in the Cleveland/Akron/Canton area. Some of these cases have since exploded on to the national scene and what may have been regional news is now international. But James Renner also writes fiction–really good fiction. I read The Serial Killer’s Apprentice years ago and when I saw that The Man From Primrose Lane was available, I grabbed that too. The novel is like nothing I’ve ever read before and the shift in the story is so jarring (in a sensational way) that I can’t believe he pulled it off. The book is currently being adapted to film with actor Bradley Cooper “attached” which must be some kind of Hollywood lingo for “involved.” Renner is already revising his next novel which he claims is even weirder than The Man From Primrose Lane, and if that’s true, I cannot wait.

I sat down with James at a crowded Starbucks on a Friday morning and was immediately struck by his calm, kind demeanor. I guess I expected him to burst through the glass doors, slamming his six-shooter down on the table like John Wayne in an old western. After all, the guy investigates serial killings. But that was not the case and I found Renner to be articulate, unassuming, and really thoughtful with a twinkle of mischief in his eye. As a parent, I gathered hope from his thoughts on the rarity of abductions and killings, contrary to what the mass media might have you believe.

Before you sneak a peek into your neighbor’s basement window, listen to what an expert has to say about serial killers. You’d probably be better off investing in a can of Lysol or a bar of hand soap. Ladies and gentlemen, journalist, palindrome, writer: James Renner.

What was your childhood like?

I grew up in Franklin Mills, Ohio. We had a lot of property and there were these creepy woods behind our house. In the woods– and I’m not making this up– were burial mounds. All the kids in the neighborhood would tell spooky stories about the woods. The way the story goes, if you stood on the burial mounds for an hour, a hand would come up from the rocks and drag you into hell. [laughing] The most I ever lasted was about a minute and a half.

You never made the full hour?

No, but I saw some strange things in those woods. It was kind of a cool place to grow up. I’d ride my bike all over the country and have adventures. I was in Boy Scouts with a couple of my friends and we’d go camping out in the middle of nowhere.  When I was about twelve or thirteen I noticed this kid from Scouts was writing in a binder during one of the meetings. I walked over and asked, “What are you working on?” He said it was a book. I was like, “That’s great. I love reading and I never thought about writing myself, but that looks pretty cool. How long is it?” He said, “Oh, I’m like 300 pages into it.” He was a serious writer.

Wow. That’s a lot of writing for a pro, let alone a kid.

Yes. We started swapping stories back and forth. It was inspirational and he was a mentor. Because of him, I get to do it full time. He became one of the top people at the Federal Reserve, of all places, and I’ve been trying to convince him to get back into writing. I think he would enjoy something a little less scary than working for the Fed–like writing horror novels. [laughing]

He stopped writing as a kid?

Yes, I think he stopped. I don’t know why. We lost touch. We had a falling out when we were in high school over a girl and I hadn’t seen him in fifteen years. The next thing I knew, he was working at the Fed and not writing anymore. So, I’m trying to push him back into that.

Hanging out in the woods for hours and growing up in the country–that seems to have made a mark on you… 

Growing up in the country in Northeast Ohio is very spooky and there’s a lot of weird stories. We’d always heard about this famous case back in 1966 where a deputy sheriff from Portage County chased a UFO all the way into Pennsylvania. And there were all of the Bigfoot sightings in and around the area for about a year and it was obvious that people were seeing something in the woods. In the spring after the thaw, they found the carcass of an orangutan and realized that it had escaped from somebody’s illegal zoo and that’s what people were mistaking for Bigfoot. There are stories after stories like this. It was a weird place to grow up and these stories stuck with me and you’ll see them inserted into my writing. It definitely informs a lot of what I’m writing right now.

Are you a cynic?

Sometimes I think I’m extremely cynical, and sometimes I think I’m the world’s greatest optimist. Maybe I’m bipolar. [laughing] I wrote a lot of true crime before I started writing fiction. I worked as a journalist for The Scene and The Free Times, and at other places. I wrote about all of these unsolved murders in Ohio and people think that would make me cynical because I see the dark side of human nature and it’s easy to think that everybody’s like that. The question that everybody asks when I do these readings: “How do you sleep at night? How do you let your kids go out to play?” I’ve found the opposite is true. When you start writing about these crimes, you understand it in a purely statistical way that most people don’t see–the probability of it all. Even though we hear about these cases a lot, when you stack it up against the number of people in the world, the number of people in the United States, or here northeast Ohio, it’s still incredibly rare. The only reason we hear about it in the news is because it’s rare. It’s a unique thing. Your kids have a better chance of dying in a plane crash, or being struck by lightning, or eaten by a shark, or dying of a common cold, than they do of ever being abducted by a stranger. You shouldn’t be living in fear. If anything, it’s taught me to be less cynical and more hopeful of humanity because maybe it should be happening more. You would think that people are kind of evil. But I’ve found the opposite is true. Most people are good and they want to do good things, and these instances are very rare.

I read The Serial Killer’s Apprentice years ago and I wanted to ask you about the chapter called, “West End Girls.” If you were from outside the region, you might think that the only thing that happens here is abductions and killings, from Imperial Avenue to the Castro house on the West Side. People might ask, “What’s going on in Ohio?” How would you respond to that?

I think I’ve come up with a theory as to why it happened and I think there might be some truth in this. I think the blame rests a lot on the prosecutor’s office, specifically with our former prosecutor, Bill Mason. I think the prosecutor we have now, Tim McGinty, is doing a great job. But Mason was the prosecutor from 1999 until 2011 or 2012 and during that time, all these rape kits sat on the shelf. Nobody was testing these rape kits so we didn’t know that there were serial predators out there. We didn’t know where to look. We didn’t know how to track down the DNA. Instead, he [Mason] was very focused on prosecuting the easy wins, which for the inner city is petty crimes and small drug offenses. That got him a lot of wins but it created these communities where everybody had a criminal history for stupid stuff and it made these people fearful of cooperating or helping the police. People had suspicions about Anthony Sowell.  People had suspicions about Ariel Castro. But they were too afraid to go to the police because they were concerned that they would be arrested or they knew another person in their house that had a warrant or all these other excuses. It made these little pocket communities fearful of the police and that is the perfect stalking and killing grounds for these types of serial predators, and they’re aware of that. They know that they can get away with it. I’m pretty sure that’s what happened.


It’s changing now because McGinty is testing these kits, going after these offenders, and he just hired a retired FBI agent a couple weeks ago to work on the unsolved murder of Amy Mihaljevic, which is one that I’ve been investigating for a long time–since I was eleven years old, actively for the last eight years.

Do you think Mihaljevic’s case will be solved?

I think the Amy case will be solved in my lifetime. I hope it is solved in the lifetime of the guy that did it. It might have to wait on technology. There are things coming out in the near future that could help solve this case. They just came up with technology in the last year that allows you to plug a DNA sequence into a computer and the computer will locate the genes responsible for facial features and facial construction. It will spit out an image of what that person probably looked like.


It’s even better than a composite sketch. It’s an image of this person based on their DNA. Stuff like that is going to come out fairly soon. In fact, it’s already happening but more in the world of art than in law enforcement right now.


Pretty cool.

I wanted to ask you about your fictional stuff. Are you David Neff [from The Man from Primrose Lane] or is that a composite character?

My wife would say that David Neff is definitely me. He’s named after one of my favorite journalists in town, a guy named James Neff, who wrote the definitive book on the Sam Shepherd case which is another Bay Village murder. It’s the “write what you know” type of thing, and people would be surprised by a book that deals slightly with time travel that there is so much autobiography in there. There’s little things that people would think would be made up. For example, there’s this scene where they’re on their honeymoon– David and his wife– and they go to this piano bar and she tries to trick the piano player,tries to embarrass him by pulling out this copy of Rachmaninov’s Concerto in D and asking him to play it when he’s playing “Piano Man” by Billy Joel–and the guy did it. On our honeymoon, this guy went into Rachmaninov and it was the most beautiful performance I’ve ever heard and everybody stopped what they were doing to watch it happen. Then when he was done, he was done, and just walked away.

I remember that scene in the book and had no idea it happened to you. [laughing] I think what really fascinated me about The Man from Primrose Lane was the way I thought I was reading one book and I ended up reading something else entirely, in a really interesting and unique way.


Were the dystopian and the time travel elements part of a master plan or did that sort of evolve as you were writing the story?

It was all there. The way I figure out these stories that I write about is something that I’ve done since I was a kid. I always had trouble going to sleep. So I would tell myself these bedtime stories and they became more and more elaborate. And that’s what I do with these novels now. The Man from Primrose Lane was a story that I thought about at night over the course of two years before I even put pen to paper. I had it all constructed in my head. I knew it would happen in three major acts, I knew there would be so many chapters in each, I knew how the time would switch back and forth, so it was pretty much there. I knew that there would be this big turn at around the two-thirds mark and it happens 230 pages into the novel. Some people are taken off guard by that. Hopefully, a lot of them are taken off guard but some people just outright don’t like it. It’s rating about 80% positive. I mean that’s a solid B. I’ll take that.


But the people that don’t like it, really don’t like it and it’s because you get 230 pages into it and suddenly you’re reading sci-fi. Some people that are just into mysteries and thrillers don’t like that. There are reviews that are literally like, “I got to page 230 and I threw the book across the room. I will not pick it up.” And that’s interesting, but it’s the type of book that I would like to read.
That’s what you have to write.

Yes. Sometimes I think the sideways U shape on the review averages is meaningful. It means your work is polarizing and I think that’s a good thing.

I think so, too. At least it means they’re talking about it and discussing it as opposed to saying, “Eh, it’s a book I’ll forget about next week.”

You are currently writing The Great Forgetting. Is that the sequel to The Man from Primrose Lane?

No. It’s a totally separate book. I’m waiting to hear back from the editor right now. My editor, Sarah Crichton, is reading it at the moment and, knock on wood, hopefully she likes it. It was a monster. When I first turned the manuscript in, it was 950 pages long. Over the last year, I’ve cut it down to about 600 pages. So basically I excised an entire novel out of my novel. That’s a lot. It hurt but it does make it a better book because it cuts right to the meat of it. I’m excited. It’s a weird one.


Weirder than The Man from Primrose Lane in a lot of ways.

The Man from Primrose Lane is in film production right now–is that right?

It’s in pre-production. A script has been written. I know they’re working on notes from Warner Brothers. Bradley Cooper is attached, but other than that, I don’t know much.

Will you have a lot of input on that?

I will have zero input. They keep me updated and they let me know what they’re doing. I met the screenwriter and got him really drunk at the Chateau Marmont and he told me all of his secrets and we became the best of friends…[laughter] No, at this point they’re in total control of it and I trust them, so we’ll see. The Man from Primrose Lane now has a dog as a sidekick.


No, I’m joking. [laughter]

Do you have any really good dirt on Chad Zumock or Mike Polk?

Let’s see… I’m trying to think of a good one. There’s something about Zumock that still makes me laugh to this day. We all did these TV shows at Kent State. We also did the news, and they had this weather wall–you know, the blue screen, and you stand in front of it and there’s a map. Some people know the way blue screens work–anything blue becomes the map. So if you’re wearing blue, like a blue sweater, you’ll see the map and it almost looks like you’re invisible, right? One day Zumock walks into the shot and he’s standing there, and he doesn’t know anyone is watching him while we’re setting up for another shot, and Chad was wearing a blue sweater that day. I see him standing there and he looks over at the screen and sees that he can see through his shirt, and then I watch him put his hand behind his back. I think he really thought he was invisible… [laughter] Because, obviously, he doesn’t know how Chroma key works and…

So he’s looking in the monitor to see…

Yeah, like, “Am I really invisible?”

That’s a good story.

He would come out completely naked on set sometimes, just for kicks, with a hand placed over his privates. Mike Polk is a funny character but he’s very weird in real life. We were roommates for a year and he is extremely OCD. He’s one of those roommates that if you leave a dirty bowl in the sink for more than five minutes, you’ll hear about it. He would go out there and wash the dishes and then give you a dirty look as he was doing it and then he’d scrub the sink, too. The sink had to be clean, too. He’s just very particular and an odd cookie to live with. [laughing]

Any plans to go on Zumock’s new radio show?

He’s asked me to come on once or twice and I’d love to do that. Zumock’s a funny guy.

It’s a good show and it’s good for him. …I think you touched upon this a little earlier, about people that look at what you write and at what you do and think, “Oh, that’s so dark. Renner must go home every night and cry.” Where is humanity right now? You mentioned that there is some hope–so how do we offset the media blitz of the really rare and gruesome stuff versus what’s really happening?

The biggest danger to society has never been serial killers. It’s not your neighbor that’s holding some woman hostage in his basement, although that may be happening in Cleveland. I think the problem we need to face–and face soon–is all these guns that are out there and are so easy to get. There are two sides to that. The one issue is the guns and how easy it is to get them. The other side of it is mental health, and we have to start treating that better. We stopped treating mental illness as a society back in the 70s and we need to get back to that. Now that we have universal health care maybe that’s going to be easier to do. I think that I’m generally hopeful for society. I think we just hear about the few bad ones more than anything. I think most people are trying to get along, just trying to keep their heads down and do their work. People want to relax at the end of the day, raise their kids, and that’s it.

Well said, and a good place to end. Thank you.

You’re welcome.


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If it all came to an end, what would you do? Lost Track from the world of The Beam.

“We are close to dead…the sense of a long last night over civilization is back again.”
–Norman Mailer

If it all came to an end, what would you do? How would you respond? Where would you go?

Playing with other peoples’ toys is always fun. Writing inside of Sean Platt and Johnny Truant’s world was a blast. I’ve been a fan of these guys for a long time, digging into the serialized fiction of Yesterday’s Gone and Fat Vampire. To be one of the authors contributing to the world of The Beam is truly an honor and I’m very grateful for the opportunity.

Lost Track is a dystopian short story based on a trip I took several years ago. I rode Amtrak from Cleveland, to Chicago, and then to New Orleans. I rode it back home too although every time I visit New Orleans it gets harder to leave that incredible city. I saw the heart of the United States as I spent more than nineteen hours on the rails, passing through small towns and backyards that you won’t see from the interstate. My imagination took hold and I began crafting an escape story from the environment I saw pass by my window. The story stuck in my head for years until I read the first season of The Beam and realized it would make a nice addition to that canon of work. Sean Platt edited the piece to make sure it fit into the story’s broader history. Lost Track takes place a few years before the global meltdown that gives birth to the world of The Beam. The synopsis:

It’s August 2026, and a Category Five hurricane has broken through the NOAA Hurricane Barrier and is headed for the coast of Louisiana. Unaware of the impending doom, Ben tells his girlfriend he is traveling to Cleveland to meet a client when he is really headed to his friend’s bachelor party in New Orleans. After the Big Easy is pummeled by the most destructive flood since Hurricane Katrina, Ben treks north to his home in Chicago through the ensuing chaos, where he discovers that the natural disaster is only the beginning of the end.

I’m thrilled to make this available for FREE. The short story is listed on Amazon and Barnes & Noble for $0.99 until they price match it to $0.00. In the meantime, you can grab it for FREE from the following retailers. In addition, if you’re using Google Chrome, check out the Booktrack I made for Lost Track featuring music by Threefold Law.

Before you ride the Lost Track, I’d like to introduce you to Becky Dickson. She is a friggin’ powerhouse of awesome and working with her on this piece was incredible. She kicked my words in the ass and made the story brutal. In fact, if you’re a writer-type you should head on over to her website RIGHT NOW. December 2nd is her one-year anniversary in the biz and she’s offering FREE editing, today only.

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