darkness on the edge of town
…Beaster! These eggs are courtesy of HorrorCon assistant director Gina Shearer’s daughter Natalie, and, I suspect, Gina, herself. Wonderful, aren’t they? Why not reward their efforts by donating to the HorrorCon Kickstarter fund? Only a few buck gets your name in the credits! We won’t spend the money on eggs, but it would allow us to apply our creativity on a more durable medium.
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The above photo was taken at Sunset Beach in Cape May, NJ, some time in the 1950s. It’s the same beach where the HorrorCon crew will be shooting a few scenes at the end of next month. If you would still like to buy the film a beer, go here! A few bucks from a bunch of friends is our aim. Teaser trailer coming soon!
Which one encourages gluttony and greed?
Which one enters your house from whence fire rages?
Which one wears all red except for some interesting facial hair?
Which one tempts you with treasures?
Which one lives in a place known for its extreme temperatures?
Which one insists on being surrounded by children? Um…you ask me, ol’ Father Christmas is far creepier than ol’ Mr. Horns. In fact, I was pretty scared of him as a kid, and I’m not all that comfortable with him now. Nonetheless, I hope he treated you all very well. I’d just check the valuables before declaring the holiday a “success”.
…old skool.
Hey, guess what? I had a birthday today! And I feel no hate, no bitterness, no anger, and no disappointment; all is well with my soul. I feel nothing but gratitude, joy, wonderment, and awe in everything that was, is and could be, and all that I’ve seen. I ask nothing that I do not already know, want nothing that I do not have, and give everything to everyone because all of you are stars. Each and every one of you.
Forever.
No, not an alligator skin wallet. That’s boring. In fact, whatever you’re thinking is boring unless it’s a copy of sWitch for each of your loved ones! Why, you could sit around the family dinner table and read passages aloud whilst snacking on SPAM and bean dip! Then you could retire to the den fireplace and use any old piece of scrap metal you’ve got lying around to burn pentgrams into each other’s wherevers! And if you act now, I’ll even scan a signature that you can then print out and copy onto the dedication page.*
So anyway…yeah!
*print out copy of email for receipt.
