by mike | Jul 22, 2014 | Books, Ghosts, Guilty Pleasures, Horror, Horror Movies, Movies, Myths & Legends, Native Americans, Publishing, Science Fiction, Uncategorized, Writing |
Those of you who know me are quite aware that I am seldom at a loss for words. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised about reaching that number, although I must admit, early on I wondered if I’d have that much to say on a consistent basis. Well, those concerns are way in...
by mike | May 27, 2014 | Ghosts, Holocaust, Horror Movies, Movies, Myths & Legends, Paranormal, Spirituality, Uncategorized |
A Jewish demon? Who knew! Yes, according to Jewish mythology a dybbuk is a ghostly, troubled spirit—most often the wandering soul of a deceased person—that possesses the body of a living person. (Though any living entity works, even a bug or a beagle, their host of...
by mike | Feb 13, 2014 | Ghosts, Horror Movies, Myths & Legends, Nightmares, Paranormal, Uncategorized |
Few folks know that Chucky had a real-life role model called Robert the Doll. Chucky, of course, is the murdering Good Guy doll—possessed via voodoo by the spirit of serial killer Charles Lee Ray—who “stars” in the Child’s Play franchise, at last count six...
by mike | Jan 31, 2014 | Horror, Horror Movies, Life, Movies, Myths & Legends, Native Americans, Uncategorized |
I grew up in The Bronx, New York City’s northernmost borough, before leaving it for good in 1967 after graduating college. For the first fourteen years I lived in the South Bronx, until urban decay began to set in, sending my family to a nicer part of town. Through...
by mike | Jan 21, 2014 | Ghosts, Horror, Myths & Legends, Paranormal, Uncategorized |
In June of 1912, barely two months after the sinking of the Titanic, an unspeakable tragedy in the most unlikely of places took over the headlines for a time. The heinous crime that occurred in Villisca, Iowa was neither myth nor legend; that came afterward—and it...
by mike | Nov 25, 2013 | Horror, Horror Movies, Myths & Legends, Nightmares, Uncategorized |
A long-ago childhood nightmare rose up unbidden from my subconscious recently to cause a few sleepless nights. That nightmare had a name: Cropsey. My memories of this time are a bit disjointed, but here goes. In the late 1950s I joined a Boy Scout troop that held its...
