The Spooky World of Chris Ringler
Words, Books, Art, Movies, and Weirdness
This year has been one with lots of writing and this book is the result of some of that writing. For many years I have been writing about the Sisters Six, six sisters who were tree in form but were indeed witches of the woods who offered to give someone one wish/desire...for a price. An… Continue reading In Roots Of Ash – coming in October
We have a tendency to see things one way. Good. Bad. That's it. It's a good thing or a bad thing. A person is a good person or a bad person. There is very little room for nuance. There is little room for reality. Good. Bad. The thing though is that we're both. I have… Continue reading Both
If I had to tell you who on earth decides to undertake event coordination as an avocation, you know, for funsies, I’d break it down into two types of people. The person in it for themselves. The person in it for the community. Now, that isn’t to say that the person more focused on the… Continue reading The Spotlight
I always read as a kid. There was so much magic to reading that it makes me sad that kids don’t seem to have that same atmosphere to grow up around. The elements are still there but there’s so much more push to be on computers, or pull to be on cell phones, that reading… Continue reading The Titans
When I was a kid, I wanted to be a cartoonist. I am sure that in the annals of this nonsensical blog I have talked about that to some degree. I loved drawing, all over the place, but I really loved drawing weird faces. The problem there was that I didn’t draw bodies, or scenes,… Continue reading Inspirations, Aspirations, and The Big Dumb But
Whenever I start a project, writing, or movie, or art, or whatever, I am immediately in love. It’s the rosy red fury of infatuation and the more I work on it the deeper I fall. It’s only when I step back to look at the landscape more clearly that I start to waiver. I start… Continue reading Letting It Sink In
That saying can be a blessing and curse, I suppose. King would talk about the Wheel of Ka, a sort of folksy DARK TOWER version of karma, and how it would all come around. Maybe that’s so. The good and the bad. The sin and the blessing. We, the holy damned. When I lost my… Continue reading …Comes Around
I chose Flint. I was a late bloomer, as they like to say, but really I was just scared to death about moving out of my parent’s house. Moving out made me an adult in full and I wasn’t sure I was ready for that. I am still not sure. I moved out at 27… Continue reading I Chose Flint
It's been a very dark and enlightening life, these past seven months. Since losing my job last year I have struggled to keep my head up. There's a point where you are applying for so many jobs that you never hear from that you wonder if any of it matters at all. I kept at… Continue reading The Wonders Of The World
I think over the years I have been writing in this blog that it's clear enough that I love conventions. As far as I can figure, Fangoria's WEEKEND OF HORRORS was my first (and second), with the Motor City Comic Conventions coming after and by then I was hooked. I loved conventions, the WEEKEND more… Continue reading The Big Con
