First Line

Because I’m such a tease, here’s the opening line from the prologue of my first novel “The Betrayed,” which I’m currently deep in the third draft edits of.  Enjoy!

“On the cold banks of the Ohio River, a hand ruptured up from the dirt.”

(And no, it’s not a zombie novel.)

The Betrayed by Wesley Southard


Total Recharge

No, I’m not dead.  I’m still here…sort of.  As of right now I’m on a much needed vacation with my girlfriend, visiting with friends and family in Pennsylvania.  You have no idea how bad I need this break from my home life.  Work has been completely insane, the heat for the past two weeks has been over 105 degrees, and my general will to write has been nearly non-existent.  I love to write, but the fact that I haven’t been able to produce much of anything in some time has nearly driven me insane.  Which is the very reason I’m on this vacation.  A mental and spiritual recharge is just what the doctor ordered.  I realize that the rest of the year could be total shit lime the first half, but I plan to hit it with vengeance.  I also plan to begin blogging more starting next week.  I’ll be the first to admit I’m lazy as hell when it comes to blogging, but in order to keep interest in my writing, I’m willing to do whatever it takes to continue building a fan base and keep myself sane in the year of non-stop work.

But to tide you over, here are some pictures of my Indianapolis trip to the Days of the Dead con on the way to PA, where I finally got to meet Tom Savini, Traci Lords, and my guitar idol, Ace Frehley (unfortunately the website that uploaded my Ace picture is having trouble loading a full-sized shot, but I will post it as soon I can get it working).  Enjoy!