Some Memories Are Too Painful to Forget…

Some Memories Are Too Painful to Forget…

“Light thickens, and the crow/ Makes wing to th’ rooky wood.” – Macbeth, Act III, Scene 2 Shakespeare, there, using the image of a crow going to a rookery, an unnatural event that suggests something is seriously wrong with the world. Rooks, crows, ravens and...
Your Worst Nightmares Lurk in the Shadows…

Your Worst Nightmares Lurk in the Shadows…

Are you ready to be scared?Of course, you’re ready. That’s why you’re here, isn’t it?That’s why I’m here. It’s why my colleagues are here. These authors you’ve come to know and love. And if you haven’t, well, it’s about time that you do.We’ve put together a grand...
A New Kind of Evil Cries Out in the Night…

A New Kind of Evil Cries Out in the Night…

Back in my teens, I went on a camping trip with two of my closest friends. We had a tent, a map, and absolutely nothing that resembled a plan. When night came, we checked a Campsite Refidex and just picked the nearest one. It was awesome. On the second night, we...