I Have Some Questions for You

I’ve spent the last couple of days doing something I’m occasionally terrible at.

Nothing.

Well, not exactly nothing. I visited a friend. I relaxed. I thought. Most importantly, I stepped away from the desk long enough to look at some things without immediately trying to fix them.

One of those things was Memoirs of Madness.

I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about what MoM is from this side of the keyboard. Tonight, I’d like to hear what it is from yours.

So, I have a few questions.

You don’t have to answer all of them. Pick one. Pick three. Answer every damn one if you’re feeling ambitious.

When you visit Memoirs of Madness, what do you come here for?

What feature or type of post do you look forward to most?

Is there something I publish that you usually skip?
You won’t hurt my feelings. Useful truth beats polite bullshit.

Is there something I’ve done in the past that you wish I’d do more often?

Do you enjoy the variety here, or does MoM sometimes feel like too many different things competing for your attention?

When you think about Memoirs of Madness, what is the first thing that comes to mind?

And here’s the question I’m probably most interested in:

If one part of MoM disappeared tomorrow, what would you genuinely miss?

I’m not asking because I’ve decided to tear the place apart.

I’m asking because sometimes you can spend so much time building something that you stop seeing what other people see when they walk through the door.

I know what I think Memoirs of Madness is.

I’d like to know what it has become to you.

Don’t worry about giving me the “right” answer.

Give me the useful one.

I’m listening.

Narrative Forge: One Story at a Time

Narrative Forge was built as a home for the longer stories—the serials, continuing narratives, strange towns, questionable people, and fictional worlds that need more room than a single post can give them.

The first time around, I made the mistake of trying to post a chapter from every active storyline every week.

That was ambitious.

It was also nuts.

So, we’re going to be smarter this time.

There will be one fiction drop each week. One week we may return to an old friend. The next may take us somewhere entirely different. Sometimes a story catches fire and demands another chapter before we’re ready to leave it.

We’ll follow the story.

Memoirs of Madness isn’t giving up fiction. Far from it. Stories in Monochrome, Quiet Fire, challenge-driven stories, That Shit… Be at a Slant, and the other short-form madness still have a home there.

The distinction is fairly simple.

MoM is where you come for the complete experience of a single piece.

Narrative Forge is where you come when the story isn’t finished with you yet.

The archives are already here, so wander around. Pick a story. Start at the beginning—or stumble into the middle and figure out where the bodies are buried.

Narrative Forge is moving again.

Not faster.

Smarter.

One story at a time.

That’s enough.

Holding the Line Behind the Curtain

Some days the MKU pulls me deep into the art side of the house, and that’s where I’ve been this week—buried in images, color work, and the kind of creative mess that leaves your desk looking like a crime scene made of pixels.

But I’m still here behind the curtain on MoM, handling the admin work, reading fellow bloggers, keeping things tuned even if the front page looks quiet. Sometimes the best thing I can do is step back, breathe, and make sure the whole machine stays steady. More posts are coming. Just doing the groundwork first.

It’s Not Perfect. It’s Not Finished. But Neither Am I.

A vintage typewriter on a cluttered desk, exploding into birds as books tower around it—chaos and creativity in motion.

A brief confession about messy renovations, too many domains, and building the MKU out of creative rubble.

A man sits on a stack of books, reading, while pages swirl around him in a storm of chaos and creativity.

You Ever Try to Clean and Just Make a Bigger Mess?

Yeah, that’s me right now.

I’ve been trying to fix this blog for months. What started as a quick tidy-up turned into something resembling a digital yard sale—only with fewer treasures and way more broken links. I even considered shutting the whole thing down and rebuilding from scratch. But that felt a little extreme, even for me. I have a knack for turning easy tasks into complicated messes. It’s a gift. Or a delusion. Same difference.

So, I got a wild hair—you know the rest—and decided to look at my entire online footprint. It turns out that I was hoarding domains, just like I was collecting vintage Pez dispensers. Just paying for them to sit there, doing absolutely nothing. Honestly, I’d have better luck with a couple of scratch-offs and a can of Peach Nehi.

That’s when I finally did it—I built something called the Mangus Khan Universe (MKU). Yeah, it’s a little on the nose, but the point was to create a space that could properly hold all the creative work I’ve been cramming into Memoirs of Madness.

MKU isn’t finished, but it’s functional. Over the next few weeks, you’ll see things shifting. Posts might vanish, new stuff will appear, and categories will get shuffled. Don’t panic—it’s all part of the plan. Mostly.

I just wanted to give you a heads-up that Memoirs of Madness is undergoing a bit of a makeover. More changes are coming, and I’ll share a full announcement once the MKU is officially live and dangerous.

Stay tuned. Stay weird.

Step into the MKU
It’s not perfect. It’s not finished. But neither am I.