Whenever I'm writing and get stuck on something, I go for a walk. I'm not sure it's the actual act of walking, but taking breaks every once in a while is necessary.

There's more behind the mirror than you may think.

Arizona really is full of life. I'm not sure why, but people think the state is a desert wasteland of sand and rattlesnakes. I see something new every day, like this praying mantis outside my door.

One of the most famous hauntings in the United Kingdom.

Actually, all cats are the best cats, but desk cats add a fun extra challenge to writing. Cap'n Hammy Pants loves to hang out with me while I'm writing. She sometimes takes naps on the desk, and, like most cats, she loves to lie on the keyboard.

One of the few vampires documented in official government records.

We're in the middle of monsoon season in Arizona, and most of the wildlife is taking shelter anywhere it can.

Another trip to South America, deep in the jungle, where the last thing you want to do is follow a beautiful and mysterious woman away from your traveling companions.

A terrifying flying feathered serpent from South America.

I bought a super loud whistle, 120 decibels. It's part of my kit that I take with me for nighttime walks around the neighborhood here in the desert.

A theatre haunted by the ghost of opera singer Frederick Federici.

You know when you move, and you get unpacked, then realize there are little things here and there that you haven't found a home for, and while you're putting those up, you find a few moving boxes you still haven't opened?

Your circle of friends shrinks as you grow older, but it doesn't have to be that way. Two-sentence horror.

Australia's most haunted house.

New installation of Absolution: Behind the Scenes, a haunted theatre coming up next week, and a desert tarantula.

Doggie nightmares two-sentence horror.

If you hear his whistle, it may be too late.

Covid has cleared out of my system, and I'm doing a bit of writing catch-up.

Christmas summer fun with two-sentence horror.

A few months ago, I was interviewed for a magazine.

They sure don't make cartoons like they used to.

Have trouble sleeping? Two-sentence horror.

A shapeshifting jumbie that strips off her own skin to go hunting.

Two and a half years, and it finally happened. Covid found me.