TJ Price’s corporeal being is currently located in Raleigh, NC, with his handsome partner of many years, though his ghosts live in north-eastern Connecticut, southern Maine, and north Brooklyn. He either is or has been a wine-seller; a wine-drinker; an avid reader; an obsessive writer; a pen-and-ink artist; a dishwasher; a neurosurgical technologist; a proof-reader; a storm-watcher; a music-maker; and other sundry avocations.
His work has been published in Coffin Bell Journal and Complete Sentence magazine, and he can be found on the blue bird @eerieyore.
Currently, TJ also serves as Associate Editor at Haven Speculative magazine.
Besides short stories, TJ also writes poetry, has two novels in a drawer (one good, one evil), and has also written a handful of plays. His writing leans on the shoulder of horror, if it is not outright grabbing its cold, cold hand. He is inspired by the work of Brian Evenson, Michael Wehunt, and Nathan Ballingrud, to name only a few. He also gets little palpitations upon reading the poetry of Charles Simic and Louise Glück, and is always down to read the latest Stephen King.
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