In a story. Please don’t call the cops. I watched Hereditary over the weekend. (CONTAINS SPOILERS!!!) Or at least I tried to. I turned it off about an hour in. I like tales of the supernatural, but Hereditary was too dull, too slow, and too sad. I read the rest of the plot online toContinue reading “How to Kill the Kid: A Review of Hereditary”
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Wall of Wasps
The wall of wasps stretched as high as the sky, and as far as the ends of the earth. It was a buzzing, humming, moving world of wasps, a writhing surface of wasps, their black and yellow bodies dancing their strange insect dances, their stingers alive to the possibility of human intrusion. Taryn hid inContinue reading “Wall of Wasps”
Storyland Chronicles: Henry and Gina
Pickle and Mister Man circled Jessica’s feet and yowled. Pickle’s voice was as old and creaky as the rest of her, but the young and vigorous Mister Man was able to pick up the slack. Pickle was a raggedy grey tabby with half a tail—Jessica was uncertain if she’d been born that way or ifContinue reading “Storyland Chronicles: Henry and Gina”
Movie Review: Velvet Buzzsaw Is the Smartest Horror Movie of 2019.
I put this movie on my to-see list after seeing a Facebook friend mention it as one of his favorites of the year. I was a LITTLE leery of taking the recommendation of someone whose favorite movie is A Serbian Film, but we do have quite a few movies in common like Get Out andContinue reading “Movie Review: Velvet Buzzsaw Is the Smartest Horror Movie of 2019.”
Poseidon
Rebecca trailed her feet in the water, feeling like a school girl on her last day of summer vacation. Cerberus floated along beside the raft, her enormous flippers occasionally touching Rebecca’s legs. Rebecca looked up at the sky, so like Earth but so different too. The sky was a darker blue, almost indigo. TheContinue reading “Poseidon”
Little Dead Girl
Tim drove through the neat Chicago suburb, and the dead girl rode in the back seat. She was about six years old, chubby and red-haired. Tim never saw her face to face. She only appeared in his rear view mirror. Sometimes in the mirror of a gas station bathroom. Tim would be washing his hands,Continue reading “Little Dead Girl”
Dawn Napier 