I wrote this poem a few weeks ago, suffering the usual inspiration of hearing something and getting it caught in my brain until I wrote a piece to exorcise it. Seems fitting for the season though. I Sailed A Ship I sailed a ship so grand and gray. A ship so wide and tall. I… Continue reading I Sailed A Ship – a poem
Once upon a time I had the weird notion to do a kid’s book, inspired by two guests we’d had at our horror con. Both loved monsters and had loved them since they were a kid, being part of the generation known as ‘monster kids’. In my own way I was always a monster kid… Continue reading Meet Little Sue!
As we get older we realize that the journey ahead is never a straight path. It is a zig-zag that takes you forwards, backwards, sideways and through terribly deep brush. The journey ahead is one that has lots of forks and unseen trails and most of the time we’ll find that the most valuable detours… Continue reading Introducing DANNY FRANKENSTEIN…
Ohhh, you can feel it in the wind. Can hear it in the rustle of the leaves. You can even smell it in the air. Halloween is creeping its way nearer and nearer and it's a perfect time for stories that will chill your bones. Well, you've come to the right place . Do I… Continue reading It's That Time Again…Time For A Good Scare
Pete Anders is a lonely man. An angry man. A man who has reached the end of his patience and sanity and a man who has chosen Halloween as the night he will get his revenge. What Pete doesn't see though are the strings that are leading him towards a violent end where he can… Continue reading A Shadow Over Ever – a novel about the end
The Opening Night Jitters Billy put the last body in place and let out a long breath. It was done. At least his part in it. Beyond the zombies and the skeletons wasn’t his problem, that was Mark’s job, and if Mark was still making eyes at Dani, well, that sir, wasn’t his problem, now… Continue reading The Opening Night Jitters – a Halloween story
Alexander and the Monsters The boy woke up with a start, heart racing and his forehead sweaty and knew he was not alone in the room. He looked out into the darkness and saw two small pinpoints of orange light that hovered not far from him and he let out a sob. A tear slid… Continue reading Alexander and the Monsters