An American Halloween

<span style=”font-style: italic;”>Fear is a wonderful thing, in small doses. You ride the ghost train into the darkness, knowing that eventually the doors will open and you will step out into the daylight once again. It’s always reassuring to know that you’re still here, still safe. That nothing strange has […]

Poetic Divination | Nightfall

“Nightfall” by Neil Gaiman Half-remembered lines of Shakespeare — change of times and states and crystal tresses — and Pepys, going out with his wife to see the comet, and afterward the plague, and then the fire. I always wondered how they noticed comets, after all, the sky is filled […]

The Dan Wilson Show

I first met Dan back in college. He was a few years younger than me and I was quite the pathologically-self-involved-wannabe-actor-writer-whatever at the time. We got on fairly well, were in a number of plays together — he was Captain Hook to my Peter Pan — and then I graduated […]


I’ve been thinking about spiders lately. Not a lot, not really. Just noticing them on the periphery of my vision, right there at the edge of things. Maybe it’s because I’ve been reading Anansi Boys, which is most certainly about spiders. There are a lot of them in the book, […]

The Graveyard Book

Not only is it for a good cause, but there’s something very cool about this Ebay auction I wish I had the money. I’m writing a novel, you know. I could name something after someone for money. Just, um, just give me a minute to think… …right. There’s a diner […]

That Nice Mr. Gaimain is Writing Another Book

“Now I’m writing a children’s book, which begins with four pages of a serial killer walking around a house with a knife covered in blood, having killed all the family but the baby, and he’s trying to find the baby. It’s going to be called The Graveyard book, and if […]

Talking to Myself

Talking to Myself There’s a scene or two in the movie The Commitments where the character Jimmy Rabitte is seen interviewing himself about his own (self-imagined success). I’m not too proud to admit that I used to do that, from time to time. At a certain point, I had some […]