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Haunt Worthy: Anatomy of Death Museum (MI)
Driving down Cass Avenue in Mt. Clemens, Michigan, you might notice a hearse parked in a side lot. It’s a faded gray, well-loved vehicle that any Addams Family fan can appreciate. But the hearse you actually notice is the one it behind it— the one jacked up on monster truck wheels. These two death mobiles… Read more
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Clearing Out the Cobwebs
It hasn’t been quite 12 months since my last post but it’s shamefully close! Life DOES find a way to derail healthy writing habits and personal goals, doesn’t it? For most of 2024, my mind has been in the gutter. Seriously, my mental health has never been worse. It’s been a fulltime job in itself… Read more
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My Favorite Tools For Unplugged Writing Sessions
A day spent with technology is inevitably a day filled with distractions. Text messages, emails, alarms, background music, phone calls, app notifications, and the like are all ingrained into our routines and force us to pause. Those pauses are brief but they add up to minutes, to hours. They eat away at your day and… Read more
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30 Years of Loving Horror: A Retrospective
I’ll be the first to admit that 1993 was not a good year for horror. The most commercially successful horror film to arise was Leprechaun and it didn’t even open in March. Where 1993 really shined was in its influx of Halloween films. The animated Halloween Tree adaptation won an Emmy for its screenplay. Double,… Read more
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Take Another Stab At The Lost Boys (1988)
This post is a part of the Take Another Stab series, where the horror films I hate get a chance at redemption through an open-minded revisit. There will be blood. There will be spoilers. What kind of fucking song is ‘Cry, Little Sister?’ Why is it the theme song of a vampire movie? Why does this movie… Read more
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Take Another Stab At Christmas Evil (1980)
This post is a part of the Take Another Stab series, where the horror films I hate get a chance at redemption through an open-minded revisit. There will be blood. There will be spoilers. I’m listening to Wham’s ‘Last Christmas’ as I type this. I have no shame about this, nor have I ever joined in those… Read more
Haunted by Deadlines 