Computer issues will limit uploads here for the next 2 weeks. Daily postings will continue to happen on my Facebook page, but an official update to this site will need to wait until the week of 10/20. A true horror story is only having your phone for tech …
I cannot deny that, if I were a goat, I’d be up in everybody’s business exactly like THIS. Too perfect, really.
A recipe for Cold Blood: 1.5 parts ginger ale 1 part ruby port 1/4 part orange juice serve over ice garnished with cherries or apples
Nicole Girtman of the Geek Girls Book Club told me today that Stephen King is writing a sequel to “The Shining”. Apparently, this new book features Danny as a very messed up (and I think we understand why) psychic of 35. Holy buckets. I don’t know whether to sit very still or run in circles.
I used to run a book club called “Something Wicked”, where a small group of us would read works of dark fiction (we’d pulled at random out of a hat) and meet to discuss them over coffee every couple of months or so. It was fun, and sometimes I wish it were still going. I’ve […]
Truly epic, stunning meal last night in a wine cellar guarded by gargoyles; I cannot say enough about Sanctuary.
Cleaning up after an epic spam wave. May karma pay an urgent call on all Spam Masters, rewarding them in abundance and in kind.
Mrs. Thornwit put her eyes forward and kept them forward; she could ill afford to let them fall upon little Bethany, whose moist and plump hand she clutched firmly in her own. She kept a brisk pace – at times almost dragging the girl. Beth giggled and chattered merrily away to an unseen companion and […]
A child prodigy born into a suspect gene pool (his family was afflicted with serious mental illness on both sides), Howard Phillips Lovecraft was reading and writing poetry by the age of six. A brilliant loner fascinated by chemistry and astronomy, his own mental anguishes prevented him from receiving his high school diploma. Financial hardship, […]
I find it difficult to write when I’ve had a long and stressful day, feel a cold coming on or simply am not in the mood. On the Edgar Allan Poe scale, this is the equivalent of not writing out of fear I’ll break a nail. Poe’s short life (he died at age 40) was […]