The Immortals aren’t immortal, after all. We always knew that, I think. Now we have to face it. Since I was a kid, I LOVED Michael Jackson.
I was 20 years old, and sweating bullets. I had just finished designing the corporate identity for a public multinational, and they were debuting it at
Hey! You there. How long have you been sitting at that computer? And how many hours have you spent this week running from bed to drop-off to
So I didn’t get it. David Bowie died. Ok, now what? This might seem heartless to anyone who knows me given my reactions to the death of
I’m not strictly a “horror guy”. My writing tends toward psychological thrillers and drama, usually with a female protagonist. That said, I’m definitely a fan of the genre. As
At age nine, during a family garage sale, I was betrothed a battered stack of my cousin’s old Marvel comics. The colorful angst and vibrant violence
This past Tuesday I made my debut on the fantastic and fun live streaming YouTube show, Social Common Live. This is the conversation that went on between my