Children Shouldn’t Play With Dead Things – review and appreciation

   I was still a kid when I discovered Children on one of our regional over the air channels that ran a double feature block of horror movies on Saturdays. The intro to the Thriller Double Feature mixed Led Zeppelin’s Whole Lotta Love (the instrumental weirdness in the middle of it) with images from several… Continue reading Children Shouldn’t Play With Dead Things – review and appreciation

ARE WE MONSTERS – new book release!

It's strange to me to look at the desktop of my laptop and see the folders there for books I am 'working' on and to say to myself - 'oh hey, that's done now'. It's a great feeling, but a strange one. Especially since now I have to go through and get rid of the… Continue reading ARE WE MONSTERS – new book release!

CEMETERY EARTH – a novel of the living dead

    There are a glut of zombie books out there. Zombies are the new vampires - everyone is doing them and everyone's version is the best most original thing ever. So why zombies? I began this book in the early 2000s with the idea of writing a book about zombies. I have talked about… Continue reading CEMETERY EARTH – a novel of the living dead

CEMETERY EARTH – a novel by Chris Ringler

The Age of Man is coming to an end. After a long and steady decline into shadows the world has fallen into darkness and the last days of Mankind have come. It is the Dead Age. The Dead have returned to reclaim the world. Driven by an unseen master the dead rise from their graves… Continue reading CEMETERY EARTH – a novel by Chris Ringler

Bites From A Cemetery Earth

I don’t think they eat us out of hunger, I think they eat us out of hatred. I have been watching them for weeks now, for weeks upon weeks, and I don’t think they eat us out of hunger. They are withering, these things, these monsters, withering like unfed flowers, no matter how much they… Continue reading Bites From A Cemetery Earth

What The Living Forget…The Dead Will Remember

  The things crawl and caper and drag themselves from their Mother and emerge into the world and thus begins the Dead Age. The world sleeps as they rise but as dawn breaks screams chase the sun into the clouds as blood paints the streets. A man falls into wakefulness at the sound of something… Continue reading What The Living Forget…The Dead Will Remember