What I’m about to do in this blog entry is entice you, and if I can’t do that, I guess I throw my hands up and scream into the universe, “HELP ME!” Sex and rock n’ roll, have always led me to the darker side, actually, they have led me to being creative and have inspired me. So rather than me, going off on some rant, or writing a quick flash fiction piece, I’m writing about ME. Okay, technically this is about some of the very creations that most of you can read in my short stories, novellas, trilogies and any place I’ve been published.
I paint a world of dysfunction in my fiction. Dysfunction is not always bad, it’s not always about closing your eyes and ignoring the terrors that exist in that realm. I write about dysfunction because it’s a living breathing entity in most, maybe in a microscopic way, people’s lives, even if no one wants to fess up and deal with it. I deal with fictionalizing the craziness that exists day to day. I make up monsters, scares, life, death, and even birth. My words will hopefully bring you into the fold of a place, a city “…pinched into the rural ass crack of society, named Stevats.” You can pronounce it any way you want…I will never correct you, because you helped pave my way by reading it.
I write about a thing they call the “Bruised Man” who is a messenger and trapped in his world, materializing and showing himself all the time. Some teens of Stev-Dev High mistake him for a monster that leads them to suicide on Audubon Hill. He appears in a short story titled, Shallowed be thy Name.
The first monster I wrote about, or made up to tell my own kids, was Shadeskin, he is the leader of all Tattlerats, almost like a Rumpelstiltskin, only more terrifying and of a breed all his own. He leads a people to situations they wished they were never in. His artistic image is on the cover of Blood, Dreams & Tears, a collection of short stories I wrote a long time ago.
The Unega are white ones, or spirits usually intervening in a small child’s life who has no one or nothing to look forward to, a human soul that never had a fair shake at anything, let alone a normal life. These entities visited Alyssa in my short novella, 35.
Maji-Man, who appears in Full Shade, is a man looking for a way out of the spiritual world where he is trapped. Always summoned, used, and put back into a purgatory type state, until on one mission, he figures out a way, using the masks of people’s faces/skin, to leave the ethereal and join the living, with some extra special skills.
Devil Eel, a Dutch myth will tantalize you by creating an enigma called the Doodsgeur, a scent of death, and will either curse, bless a person, or both. I guess you’ll have to buy Krae, my newest novella, in order to read more about this eel.
If any of these entities, monsters, or terrors, whatever you want to classify them, intrigues you, I welcome you to buy my books. I encourage you to open up your mind, get out of the trap of whatever genre, if any, that you read, and step into the fictitious world I’ve delicately and meticulously prepared for you. Reading is a painless process, try my style, you just might like it. Thanks for reading!
Tim Eagle is an author who lives full time, on the road, with his wife, Maria and their dog, Cocoa. He grew up in Michigan and is inspired by the dysfunction, insanity, and nepotism of rural America. His most current novella, Krae and The Vasectomus Trilogy are both available in e-Book and print.
Yours Truly,
Tim Eagle
