Today, while ostensibly minding my own business, I received an email today regarding an upcoming story of mine to be published. Not a big deal but I was extended an invitation to join the Horror Writers Association, subject to their normal admittance guidelines. Reading those, I believe I qualify as an Affiliate (non-voting) member based on my credentials.
I am torn. On the one hand, the offer was extended (something that has not happened from SFWA) and being part of these associations is just part of a writer's professional development. I expect to be part of a few before all is said and done. The networking and exposure would balance the membership dues.
One the other hand, writing horror is my tertiary love. I really love fantasy but if I had to choose, I'd like best of all to write pulp-y adventure fiction, like Flash Gordon, Indiana Jones, or Conan. I've tried. Either I am no damn good at it, I market it to the wrong outlets, or there just isn't the readership.
So why do I sell more horror than anything?
(Muse: Are you really teeing me up a softball about the blackness in your soul? Really?)
Well, there is plenty more blood and gore where that came from, so I'll keep writing the dark stuff. After all, a guy's gotta eat.