Dale Long
@authorrewalton.bsky.social
Damaged softball player, ineffectual fisherman, self-proclaimed BBQ/cider expert, fumbling writer/cowriter/boyfriend/dad, Shelley & Poe disciple. Cancer survivor.
Aka Robert Edgar Walton horror writer.
Aka Robert Edgar Walton horror writer.
I can only tell you how I break a writing block. I have Tobin Elloitt give me a prompt. And I start small and see where it takes me.
March 8, 2025 at 1:23 AM
I can only tell you how I break a writing block. I have Tobin Elloitt give me a prompt. And I start small and see where it takes me.
Guess it doesn’t work for colourblind people…
December 12, 2024 at 4:30 PM
Guess it doesn’t work for colourblind people…
With apologies to Florence and the Machine… The dog days are coming.
December 12, 2024 at 3:02 PM
With apologies to Florence and the Machine… The dog days are coming.
I knew I was doing it all wrong. The squirrels and birds don’t want to buy my books and the internet doesn’t want to hear about my cat.
Although, that one gray squirrel stayed through my whole pitch and synopsis…
Although, that one gray squirrel stayed through my whole pitch and synopsis…
December 3, 2024 at 7:43 PM
I knew I was doing it all wrong. The squirrels and birds don’t want to buy my books and the internet doesn’t want to hear about my cat.
Although, that one gray squirrel stayed through my whole pitch and synopsis…
Although, that one gray squirrel stayed through my whole pitch and synopsis…
I occasionally suffer from the runs. Run on sentences.
December 1, 2024 at 10:04 PM
I occasionally suffer from the runs. Run on sentences.
Ravenous toilets, perhaps?
November 20, 2024 at 1:23 PM
Ravenous toilets, perhaps?