Welcome to TAWDRY! Here, you’ll find… honestly, I’m not really sure. Because for the first time in a long time, I’m not entirely sure what to write.
If you know me from my work at Sanitarium, my lectures at Comiccon, or happen to read my short horror, then this website probably seems like it’s out of left field. (For the record, that’s the only baseball expression I know, so don’t get too comfortable thinking you’ve found someone with a deep appreciation of MLB or sports. You haven’t.)
But if you’ve known me for a long time, then it’s no surprise to you that I’ve finally taken the plunge and created a blog. I’ve wanted to start a project like this since I stumbled onto Tumblr when I was sixteen and first fell in love with the thought of sharing my ideas, not just my short stories, with the world. The only problem was that—for all I wanted to say—I never knew what to write. For a while I dreamt that this would be an online editorial that looked at pop culture and critiqued media, then it was going to be a feminist website full of scathing social commentaries, and later still I decided it was going to be a huge multimedia project with a focus on comedy.
And while I liked all these ideas, and still really do, none of them felt right. None of them felt like whole, complete, ideas.
I think that’s because I’m not JUST a reviewer, feminist, or comedian, just like I’m not only a horror author. I’m all these things and more. (Wait, when did this turn into the monologue from The Breakfast Club?)
I think having a blog that just talks about my writing, my opinions, or my epic (and often flammable) misadventures in the kitchen would only be showing you one side of me. And that’s boring. Not just for you, but for me too. I don’t want to pick just one topic to write about for the rest of this blog’s life. Much the same as I don’t want to just write about horror for the rest of my writing life.
So whether you’re a long-time reader, or accidentally found this blog because you typed the wrong thing into your search bar, I hope you’ll take my hand and join me on this new creative endeavour.
(Because I don’t know what the f*ck I’m doing, and I don’t want to to get lost alone.)