“Tommyknockers, tommyknockers, knocking on my door.”

“Late last night and the night before,

tommyknockers, tommyknockers, knocking on my door.

I wanna go out, don’t know if I can

‘cuz I’m so afraid of the tommyknocker man.”

― from Stephen King’s The Tommyknockers

 

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Cover to “Detective Comics” #630, Michael Golden, 1991

DC Comics.

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“One crown is lacking, Prospero …”

One crown is lacking, Prospero,

My empire is my own;

Dying Alonso does not know

The diadem Antonio

Wears in his world alone.

— Antonio’s refrain, from W.H. Auden’s The Sea and the Mirror

 

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Cover to “Amazing Stories,” A. Sigmond, June 1933

Teck Publishing.

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I HATE BROCCOLI AND I HATE *YOU.*

(I’m sorry for the above outburst. It’s a classic example of Freudian transference. Sad, really. I hate broccoli, but I surely DON’T hate you. That came from an angry place.  I apologize.)

 

 

Poster for “Terminator: Dark Fate” (2019)

Paramount Pictures.

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Synchronized Chaos features “Shine Now, Fiercely, Forever”

I’m honored today to see Synchronized Chaos publish my time travel horror story, “Shine Now, Fiercely, Forever.” 

Synchronized Chaos is one of the coolest independent literature sites on the net.  Its publishing focuses are inspired by the mathematical concept of chaos theory, and it employs randominity to promote imaginative thinking.  Thanks once again to Executive Editor Cristina Deptula for allowing me to contribute to such a unique project.

 

 

“Repetition does not transform a lie into a truth.”

“Repetition does not transform a lie into a truth.”

— Franklin D. Roosevelt, radio address, October 26, 1939

 

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“The Stone Pickers,” George Clausen, 1887

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It’s here — November 2019.

How do you suppose we “Blade Runner” (1982) fans should celebrate?  How do we commemorate the final arrival of the setting for the greatest science fiction movie of all time — and arguably the greatest film of all time?

There aren’t many terribly good suggestions from the movie itself.  It’s not like “Animal House” (1978) or “The Rocky Horror Picture Show” (1975), which lend obvious themes to a party.   If you think about it, much of “Blade Runner’s” action consists of people having labored, intense conversations in dimly hit, high-ceilinged rooms.  There’s also a lot of screen time devoted to Harrison Ford brooding while he drinks alone.  Those things are not exactly the stuff that good times are made of.

I suppose that the idyllic drive through the mountains with a loved one at the story’s end would be a nice way to mark the occasion … but that particular coda is only part of “Blade Runner’s” theatrical release — and most people I know prefer the director’s cut.

And learning origami takes too much time.

Should we … flip a turtle on its back in the desert and resolve not to help it?

Tortoise.  I meant tortoise.

 

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