Two had been found drifting around in space in one of the otherwhens, and once their existence had become known several specimens had been collected, all of the same two individuals of course. When you are connected to otherwhens, ...

I praise Him today for He is a Father who loves to bless His children. I am so blessed. It would take a kazillion pages with mega-kazillion numbers of words on them to even begin to write down my blessings. God is what a Father should be. Are we what we should be?

Many horror writers cry that it’s the Curse of Categorization that keeps horror trapped in the literary cellar, and readily point to the publishers on whom they are all too willing to lay blame. Here’s a Muppet News Flash: it isn’t only publishers who categorize our fiction; it’s also the readers, the editors, and even (sometimes especially) the writers.

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