by mike | Apr 15, 2021 | Books, Death, Humor, Science Fiction, Uncategorized, Writing |
Imagine having a chance to visit any deceased rock star! I first presented this post in 2017. In my comedy/science fiction novel, Bicycling through Space and Time and its three sequels, I occasionally offset the outrageous humor with chapters of a more serious—and...
by mike | Mar 25, 2021 | Blowing Shit Up, Books, California, Ghosts, Guilty Pleasures, Horror Movies, Movies, Native Americans, Paranormal, Science Fiction, Uncategorized, Writing |
Rapper/actor Ice Cube is the bad guy/good guy in this sci-fi/horror “clunker” (according to the critics). This post first ran in 2017. Renowned director John Carpenter (Halloween, The Thing) has had his share of hits and misses during a long career. Among the latter...
by mike | Mar 22, 2021 | Books, Humor, Myths & Legends, Native Americans, Science Fiction, Uncategorized, Writing |
My last two Throwback Thursday posts centered around the Devils Tower in Wyoming, one of my favorite places in the world. I mentioned that in my latest book, Back on the Bike Path (A Jack Miller Senior Moment: Book Four), my cosmic bike rider pays two visits to the...
by mike | Feb 25, 2021 | Adventure fantasy, Books, Fantasy, Uncategorized, Writing |
No grandchildren that I can read to during the blasted pandemic! I first presented this post in 2017. When my three daughters were little I used to tell them stories that, for the most part, I made up on the fly. One such fantasy tale was about two teens, brother and...
by mike | Jan 11, 2021 | Books, California, Ghosts, Horror, Native Americans, Publishing, Thrillers, Writing |
“Oh, you’re a writer, but what do you do for a living?” Well, if you are a writer, you’ve probably heard that question in one form or another. I sure did, even more so than the one directed at my four horror novels. Unfortunately, in my case it was a valid question...
by mike | Jan 4, 2021 | Books, California, Editing, Horror, Native Americans, Publishing, Uncategorized, Writing |
The above quote, with a few variations, was something I heard numerous times after the first of my four horror novels hit the shelves thirty years ago. People knew me as a rather quiet, passive guy (ha!), not particularly prone to any sort of violent or dastardly...
