by mike | Jan 31, 2019 | Death, Guest Posts, Holocaust, Native Americans, Uncategorized |
By Simon Moya-Smith I have written a great deal about the abuse of this country’s indigenous People, and also about the travesty that was the Holocaust. This sobering guest article, first published on the website of the Indian Country Today Media Network, links...
by mike | Jan 7, 2019 | Books, Death, Editing, Films About Writers, Ghosts, Horror Movies, Movies, Psychological Thrillers, Romance, Thrillers, Uncategorized, Writing |
The 2006 mystery/ghost story, Half Light, starring Demi Moore, somehow got past me all these years. Well, better late than never. Here is a brief introduction, with absolutely no spoiler alert. I do not want to ruin this compelling film for anyone. WHEN THE DARKNESS...
by mike | Dec 10, 2018 | Books, Death, Holocaust, Thrillers, Uncategorized |
Last week, in a quiet suburb near San Diego, some moronic cretins thought it would be fun to paint a swastika on the home of a Jewish family. On the first night of Chanukah the family decorated the front of their house with a Star of David and dancing dreidels. Their...
by mike | Dec 3, 2018 | Books, Death, Ghosts, Horror, Horror Movies, Movies, Nightmares, Paranormal, Psychological Thrillers, Uncategorized |
So what did horror-meister Stephen King think about the Netflix series, The Haunting of Hill House, a revisionist version of the 1959 classic ghost story by Shirley Jackson? He tweeted that it was great, practically a work of genius. And remember, he is no fan of...
by mike | Oct 8, 2018 | Death, Ghosts, Myths & Legends, Nightmares, Paranormal, Uncategorized |
Why does a rural road in Nebraska appear on current lists of the scariest places in America? How come there is so much documented paranormal activity along this creepy byway? The following scenario offers some clues as to how the legend of Seven Sisters Road began. AN...
by mike | Aug 16, 2018 | Aging, Baseball, Books, Death, Life, Science Fiction, Uncategorized, Writing |
This was a difficult post to write. It first appeared in 2014. My dad, Murray Sirota, passed away at age fifty-nine in 1969, when I was just a mere slip of a lad—more or less. We knew it would happen; a couple of months earlier he’d been diagnosed with inoperable lung...
