I've been in a book club for years, and I often like to ask how people would change the endings of books. It's fascinating to find out how a book's end can change one's opinion of the entire work.

A cryptid referenced as far back as Ancient Rome.

Kids leave traces everywhere!

An urban legend over fifty years old may have real roots.

Tae and I are watching the old seasons of Dexter. Nearly everything on the show feels current, like it could be unfolding right now.

A film from over a century ago and the quintessential work of German Expressionist cinema.

Obviously, these things are related. A quick update on nature and tools.

A legendary voodoo priestess predicted a Louisiana town's destruction.

Those two things are unrelated, I think.

Desecrated mummies in Ireland make for restless spirits.

With everything going on in your life, it can sometimes be tough to remember to take a break. Luckily, Mother Nature is out there constantly setting up signposts for us.

What do you get when you combine horror, ghosts, comedy, and Cantonese Opera?

Is it just me, or does it constantly seem like the world is falling apart? Wars, natural disasters, disease, famine, murder, poverty—the list goes on and on.

"Sleep child, sleep or else...Coco will come and eat you." — Auto de los desposorios de la Virgen by Juan Caxés. 17th Century.

On novel drafting, I made it past revisions on a pivotal scene that had been stuck in my head for a while. It needed...something. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, and I had to let it sort of percolate within the broader story.

A migration for a better life led to a series of shocking events.

Apparently, brown widow spiders are everywhere in Tucson now. They set up webs and actively hunt down other spiders, including black widows.

A shriek from the jungle portends death.

The horrors of Daylight Saving Time, an eight-legged friend, and writing updates.

The world's first documented vampire.

I took this photo of the winter moon over the Tucson desert with my phone and was surprised at how well it turned out.

An alluring figure from Irish folklore that can bring you a wonderful life for a price.

I rescued a jumping spider on the wall a few days ago before Cap'n Hammy Pants found it. Her name is known far and wide as the scourge of the insect and arachnid worlds. Eight-legged parents tell their children stories of the massive paw-stomping furry monster to keep them from wandering too far into the wilds.

Stories of a spirit from Mexico City, dating back to at least the 1500s.

Over the last week, two pigeons have come and sat by the window every morning.