Category: horror

The Edges of the Rain

Some thoughts on current events in the world, I don’t know how other people deal with trauma, cope with reality, with being in the world. The doors to madness are too much reality, and not enough of it. The doors into madness are laced with too much philosophical […]

Baudelaire, Metamorphosis of the Vampire

  Metamorphosis of the Vampire, 1857 Charles Baudelaire Translated by Edna St. Vincent Millay Meanwhile from her red mouth the woman, in husky tones, Twisting her body like a serpent upon hot stones And straining her white breasts from their imprisonment, Let fall these words, as potent as […]

The Slick Furies

Have you got your copy of the THE SLICK FURIES? It’s the most kickass, badass, amazing, vampire novel that ever lived. I don’t think you should wait for Christmas. This is the perfect novel for all the rainy days left of spring, and, especially, for all your summer […]

Why I Write Fiction

Sometime last winter, I posted on a temporary page that I had going on that I was going to write this particular thing, and then I was going to write that thing, and then I was going to write this other thing. Then I looked at it and […]

The Slick Furies.

I’m super tired. Is that the best time to write a blog post? Hopefully this won’t be too rambling. I have surpassed the sixty thousand word mark on the edits/re-write of the vampire novel. I have approximately sixty-six pages of the original text, about twenty thousand words, to […]

I Couldn’t Resist.

  I couldn’t resist. It had been too long without seeing him. Too many nights of pacing, wondering. And so there I was again, sitting in our booth, waiting, hoping. Tempted by the twinkling neon as it beckoned and blinked, Always Open…Always Open… The Starlight Deluxe…because it had […]

Wolf Song.

The ragged edge of sleep, Oh how it taunts, And in the waking hours dares to haunt the soul Of hunters graceless in their gait Who in their hunger hardly care to wait Unless then patience proves to be their need They’d rather cut your throat and watch […]

Our Lady of San Juan.

Our Lady of San Juan by Teri Skultety “It caught my eye, emblazoned on the side of a bus zooming by us in the streets of Guadalajara.  Our Lady of San Juan, but she didn’t look right. The advertisement was half pasted over with what looked like a […]