Five Minutes With…

I think that a lot of people hear the word “horror” and assume blood, guts and grisly death. They think ‘Hellraiser’, ‘American Horror Story’ or ‘Texas Chainsaw Massacre,’ and they forget that horror doesn’t have to be disgusting, or even remotely bloody. I think a lot of that misunderstanding is due to the influence of

Zine Culture

I made my very first zine this weekend. I had absolutely no idea what I was doing, and no plan. I decided that instead of trying to make it nice and pretty, I would use it as a creative brain-dump. So I cut random images from magazines (I didn’t even cut them neatly!); added a

Slowing Down and Changing Gears.

I’m tired. I don’t want to admit it, but I am. I promised myself last year to pay more attention to my ‘give-a-fuck’-budget, and by that I meant that I needed to consider whether something was really worth my time, my energy or my money. I also said that if an event I was invited

Sunflowers

I keep a vase of sunflowers on my windowsill, Reminders in dark days the sun is always with me still. Each blossom; sown and nurtured, tended by my hands alone. Blessed am I, to bring their love and light into my home. Outside, they follow with adoring gaze, as their God spins sideways through the

It Is Done … Almost

My manuscript is complete, and has been sent out to beta readers. I am under no illusions that my work is done and finished; I’m positive that there will be many more changes to be made, plot lines to improve, and characters to kill. Sending my ‘baby’ out into the world is terrifying. I wonder

Ripley: Celebrating The Strong Woman

I remember the first time I watched the movie “Aliens”. I was 15 and I watched it in secret from my parents with two friends in their “den”. We watched “Terminator 2: Judgement Day” on the same day. I guess we must have been on a James Cameron kick. I remember being absolutely and totally