In which I talk about money, greed, and Flint's water crisis payout.
In which I talk about my home city of Flint, Michigan.
In which I talk about Mid-Michigan's Tyrone Sunken Gardens. Picture Post - https://spookychris.com/2008/08/04/the-garden-of-stone/ Picture Post - https://spookychris.com/2008/09/03/garden-of-stone-2-my-return-to-tyrone-sunken-gardens/
The idea of creating my own little world was a seductive one, as a writer. Creating a place with history, with stories, and with people with both. I have been writing about my fictitious towns in Michigan since nearly the beginning, definitely since the 1990's, when Pete Anders of A SHADOW OVER EVER popped up… Continue reading The Munsonville Trilogy Is Complete
In which I talk about the weird, weird world we live in.
This is a new story as of 6.23.17. A strange tale of northern Michigan and hidden secrets and deep woods. The story is inspired as much by a recent trip to the U.P, as we 'troll's call the northern part of our state, as it is the sparse, mysterious storytelling that always draws me to… Continue reading The House We Never – a story
Pulling Down The Tents The thing you never think about when you do your little dreaming is – what happens if you get to live that dream? What then? Good question. Though first, let’s take a moment and appreciate the dreams when we can live them. It’s not all the time, unless you have very… Continue reading Pulling Down The Tents
When I started writing I didn’t think I would one day produce nine books. Not ever. Even when my first book came out. It just…it wouldn’t have computed. It still doesn’t. I have put my ninth book out just before I turn 40.So strange.For me The Last Sheep is the end of a journey. A… Continue reading The Last Sheep – a novel
After I had put a few books out I started to get a little mischievous. I loved putting books together with no notice, no fanfare, and no hints and to just release it and even if no one else cared it meant something to me because I loved the playfulness of it. the mystery. This… Continue reading Nights Of Black Hearts – a journey into the void
Once upon a time I was a young guy making ‘zines with my friends. We didn’t know what we wanted to do with our lives we just knew we loved movies and weird stuff and hanging out together. It was during this time that I wrote a weird little short story called Night’s Dancer about… Continue reading My First Novel – A SHADOW OVER EVER
When I published my first book BACK FROM NOTHING I didn’t know whether or not there would BE a second book, let alone any other ones. After ten years of working on new stories and books and looking for a publisher I learned that self publishing had come a LONG way since people started talking… Continue reading This Beautiful Darkness
Several years ago I thought up something utterly silly and ridiculous. It was a small flying kitty with bumble bee wings. The bumblekitty lead to the thought of little flying sheep with wings. And slowly, slowly the world of THE MEEP SHEEP was born. I have always loved fairy tales and particularly loved the darker… Continue reading The Meep Sheep
I have been stewing for a few days on the most recent ‘article’ which offers up Flint as public sacrifice to the gods of ‘page views’ and ‘controversy’. I was shocked to see another missive on how terrible, and deadly, and dangerous the city is from another person who has never been within a hundred… Continue reading On Being An Apocalyptic City And Finding Hope In The Flames