There’s blood everywhere. It’s thin and runny in some places, thick like syrup in others. It’s bright red. Is blood really that bright? Shouldn’t it be darker? And the people, the people have been dismembered to the point of being completely unrecognizable, shredded pieces of anonymous meat. They could be anyone or anything. Amongst the [...]
On a whim, I copied and pasted my last blog entry into Google Translate, translated it into Latin, then translated it back into English. This is what I ended up with. I find it amusing and oddly pretty. We woke up from a long, wonderful dream I want to write. Morrow was here, late 19th [...]
I just woke up from a long, strange dream that I want to write down. It was the mid-to-late 19th century, after the Civil War. I was a passenger on a train heading west. On the train was a rich, cruel woman who had power over many people and used it to make them suffer [...]
In a dream the other night, I ran into Ian McCulloch and Will Sergeant of Echo & the Bunnymen, and we got to talking. I told them I was very jealous of their lives. They’d started their band when they were teens and have continued to do what they love all their lives. Mac and [...]
Last night, I dreamt of a horror movie. The main character was a young woman with amnesia. She worked at a rundown hotel where she was teased and berated by her boss and coworkers. The young woman was also being pursued by a mysterious middle-aged man and woman who drove a red, ’70s sports car. [...]
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