The Spooky World of Chris Ringler
Words, Books, Art, Movies, and Weirdness
So when I took the photos I am using for the cover of TATTERED TENTS I was shocked that I managed to find such a thing in the wild. I was out at a hobby store and was looking at a little display they had and saw it...a headless woman in a lawnchair just living… Continue reading Our Cover Story
With the group I work with here in Flint, the Flint Horror Collective, we create events through the year to bring a little weirdness and horror to the area. We have been doing our thing since 2011 and it's always fun to think of new events that we can do. For the past few years… Continue reading A Show For Ghouls
Around this time of year it's natural to look to the past, to assess the present, and to think about the future. It's natural and it's good. Good to remember where we were, where we are, and where we wanna be. Perspective. It's all about perspective. The trouble is when we stay too long in… Continue reading Thankful
When I was a kid I had a handful of things I wanted to do. I wanted to do the things that I thought would be fun and make my life happy. It doesn’t mean I COULD do those things, but I wanted to. The ceiling started pushing down on me though in 9th grade… Continue reading Through
In which I talk about conventions and my love for them and such.
When I started writing the first stories that are at the hear of IN ROOTS OF ASH I was writing to tap into the mythos of the woods. I grew up in an area that had two wooded areas and we played in them all the time. We never were afraid but when we started… Continue reading IN ROOTS OF ASH – deep dive
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
In which I talk about the artists and creators working in the darkness of obscurity.
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
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
