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Continue reading →: Happy Monsters!
I got so wrapped up in the fulfilling of pre-orders and the like (not to mention the run up to NecronomiCon, which is in less than a week somehow) that I almost forgot to acknowledge the fact that today is actually the official book birthday of Revenge of Monsters from the…
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Continue reading →: Back for Revenge
If you pre-ordered Revenge of Monsters from the Vault direct from the publisher, your copy will be shipping out as early as this week. For those who got e-book versions instead, or as well, the emails containing those have already gone out, and should be in your inbox forthwith. If you…
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Continue reading →: Don’t Let the Sun Go Down on Me
I can’t remember a time that I didn’t love resort towns. I never got to go to them very often when I was a kid, but anytime I did I felt instantly enchanted. This goes double for resort towns along the beach, even though I’ve been to all of maybe…
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Continue reading →: “everything is black”
This isn’t going to be a review of Midsommar, which I watched last night, but instead a discussion of one aspect of it. I don’t think it’ll really have anything in it that qualifies as spoilers, but on the off chance, y’know, watch out. I didn’t love Midsommar and I didn’t hate…
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Continue reading →: Slaying Hydras
Lately, work has been a lot like slaying hydras. For every job that I finish, two more seem to take its place. This is what we in the business call “good problems.” However, it has still been a lot, and there’s every chance that something has fallen through the cracks.…
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Continue reading →: Putting Out Fires (with Gasoline)
Because I am me, I went to see Godzilla: King of the Monsters on opening weekend, and probably the best part was that it put me in a position to reconsider my opinion on the 2014 Godzilla. I don’t want to be one who piles onto a movie that’s already getting rather…
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Continue reading →: Storm Warning
In 1991, I was living not too far from Andover when an F5 tornado devastated the town. We could see the main tornado of the cell, which got to be around 600 yards wide. My house and the house right next to mine were largely undamaged; the house right next…
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Continue reading →: The Willows Resurrected
Long, long ago, as the internet reckons time, I was a contributor for a magazine called The Willows, which also has a role to play in my secret origins. Named for the Algernon Blackwood story, the remit of The Willows was to publish weird fiction in the classic style. What this meant, in…
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Continue reading →: The Disappearance of May
If anything defines semi-personal blogging in this, the far-flung future of 2019, it is opening every single post with an apology (even if veiled or joking) about how long it’s been since your last post. “Forgive me, Father,” and all that. But all joking and acquiescence to form aside, I…
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Continue reading →: Witch Night
Today, I finally made it out to the theatre to catch Avengers: Endgame, which means that I have now seen all 22 of the “Infinity Saga” (or whatever they’re calling it) films in the theatre, and I have done my duty by them (and they by me). I know that technically…
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