“I am most definitely a night person,” she said as she typed her reply at 5:30am, having not even considered going to bed yet.
… Maybe this is why I write about vampires?
“I am most definitely a night person,” she said as she typed her reply at 5:30am, having not even considered going to bed yet.
… Maybe this is why I write about vampires?
“The world was a different place when I was turned. For all I knew, it was never going to change. I would have rather died than spend the rest of existence as someone’s property.” ~ Jacob, Family Matters
“Did you know they all cheered with every single lash? My punishment was very entertaining, apparently. I guess it’s a good thing they didn’t hang me. The show would’ve been over much quicker.” ~ Jacob, Scars from the Past (a Family Matters bonus story)
Today I was thinking about my fictional character, who was partially inspired by a very real person.

While his past as a slave isn’t a primary focus of the series, it is something that I wanted to acknowledge. And while he is, perhaps oddly enough, one of the most well-adjusted characters overall, he is still occasionally affected by his past trauma, as evidenced by the fact that after two centuries, he still cringes whenever his partner touches his scarred back.
I was thinking about this because there are those who would say that slaves didn’t have it all that bad. There are also those who would rather erase that time in our history altogether. And that, friends, is all the bullshit.
Anyway, I have to be up in six hours. Have a great day, and a fantastic Black History Month. And always remember what they want you to forget.
I did a thing: https://bsky.app/profile/cl-ingro.bsky.social
It’s all shiny and new over there, and not a racist troll in sight. I like it.
And yes, I’m writing. Ish. 🙂
Happy New Year! (A week later and an entire month since my last post, but still.)
I would love to say that I’ve been writing non-stop day and night since we last spoke, but the truth is that I’ve been freefalling down a Squid Game rabbit hole since the second season debuted, and I regret nothing. I am so in love with that show right now. Send help.
Have a picture of my fictional child with my very real book for consolation.

Until next time. 🚦🏃♂️🏃♀️
It’s 6am. That was the best I could do.
The Rising Son has been submitted to D2D and will be added to the Published Works page once digital and print options become available. Now I can finally focus my full attention on #3, Two Princes. I really can’t wait to get to where the story is going. It’s tempting to wish that I could write full-time, but I also know that if I didn’t have my day job, I would just spend most of my free time gaming and napping and thinking about writing. Plus I would be considerably poorer.
I really intended to avoid doing all the social media writer stuff, but that Bluesky seems like an okay place. More importantly, a safe place. I’ll update when I get around to creating an account.
That’s all for now. I’m off to bed in the hopes that we’re not buried in snow when I wake up. At least not more than we already are. If any of you are also in Northeast PA, stay warm and stay safe.
I clearly have some sort of subconscious trauma from commas, because I used them very sparingly in The Rising Son. Most of my final edit has been adding them where appropriate. I’m not sure what they did to offend me in the past, but I’ll try to be better about including them.
(And yet, oddly enough, I will never, ever neglect to use an Oxford comma. And I will notice, and mildly judge, the lack of one. Go figure.)
I’ll have TRS off to be formatted by tomorrow night, hopefully. If so, I’ll have it published by this coming weekend. I meant to have it done sooner, but I went on vacation and for once, I didn’t even think about writing. Well, no, I thought about it. I always think about it. I just didn’t do it.
That’s all for now. If any of you are tackling NaNoWriMo this month, good luck!
I’ve been published in some form or another for almost twenty years now. And while I’m grateful for the emergence of digital publishing because of how it broadened every writer’s horizons in ways we couldn’t have imagined back then (despite my initial “get off my lawn” attitude about it, sorry!), at the end of the day, for me at least, there’s still nothing quite as lovely as holding a physical representation of a story I created. Or a book, as the cool kids call it.
Now I’m off to make more.

Portable magic, indeed.
As I was setting all of this up and WP prompted me for a site title, I briefly contemplated “The Cling” based on my name having most of those letters in it. Then I looked it up and discovered it was slang for a clitoris ring. So, that almost happened.
I’m here to talk about writing. Most of my own work consists of gay and bisexual supernatural beings. Primarily vampires. Eventually angels. And whatever else pops into my head. It’s pretty crowded in there.
It’s very nice to meet you. Or, if you knew my friend, “Emma Peterson,” it’s very nice to see you again.
C.L. Ingro