I think I might have died in that house.

A track plays in my mind, this horrid echo that screams back “LISTEN, damn you, and follow the details this time”. Waiting, whistling. Watching. The horrid mass curling, writhing, waiting for me to come back, return. We whittled the world down in the wee hours of the morning, the last rinsing traces whisking all thoseContinueContinue reading “I think I might have died in that house.”

Drowned Gods and Ancient Shadows

we are the drowned gods, those few granted sight through broken bottle lenses, discovered destiny on sawdust floors, and salvation fucking on used and abused felt. Denizens of moral drought, deft deciders painting the town blue, upside down and true, we lie to no one but ourselves and those who will listen – So manyContinueContinue reading “Drowned Gods and Ancient Shadows”

Wes Craven, Shadow People, and Why We Watch Horror

Why do you enjoy Horror? Since you are here, reading my ramblings, I feel confident going one step further and asking – why are you obsessed with Horror? It was answering this question myself that sparked a particularly interesting journey, one I’d like to share. The Horror community has lost a number of icons overContinueContinue reading “Wes Craven, Shadow People, and Why We Watch Horror”

The Darker Side of Garfield

When I was younger, I consumed comics of all sort with rabid abandon. While I loved my Marvel and DC, I also spent a lot of time with lighter stuff – I was obsessed with Calvin and Hobbes, Far Side, and even enjoyed Garfield. Something had bothered me when I was reading Garfield that IContinueContinue reading “The Darker Side of Garfield”