Red Magic When I was kid I believed in magic. I believed in fairies, Santa, and ghosts, and the Bigfoot, and all of that. I believed that ours was a world of magic that hid just out of sight and away from adult eyes. Hiding where those pure of heart could find it when they… Continue reading Red Magic – a story
In which I talk a little about awards season.
I don't tend to write poetry because I don't write it well but this sprang forth and here it is. Like everything else, I was stillborn. Life fading like the last light of the day. Eyes closing. Mouth opening. Fist unfurling as a flag with no fight. I would enter darkness as a small bang. … Continue reading Still Born – a poem
In honor of my mom's birthday I wrote this for her. Marilyn and the Scary Movie “Oh, for cryin’ in the sink!” Marily declared as she took her hand away from her head and then watched as each of the five curlers she’d just put in her hair came free and fell from her head.… Continue reading Marilyn and the Scary Movie
Last spring I got a temp gig that I was hoping would lead to a full time job. I was desperate and needed something. In the middle of that temp job though I got invited to return to a former employer and did just that. I worked a couple more events for the temp job… Continue reading A Date With the Fair
In early 2019 I was able to finish a long gestating story I had started years and years ago called ROAD KILL. It was the story of two kids up to go no good, to put it in the mildest of senses. It was a story/book I had begun as a kid but had lost.… Continue reading Forward
In which I talk about my book CEMETERY EARTH. https://www.amazon.com/Cemetery-Earth-Chris-Ringler/dp/1490522891
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 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
In which Chris tals about writing and just doing it.