Change With The Seasons

With Monday came fall - though the stores would have one believe it's time to herald in Christmas...I mean don't get me wrong I love me some Christmas, but I also love me some Halloween. I love the atmospheric resonance of all things fall. The rainy days, the crunchy leaves, the vibrant last burst of... Continue Reading →

Don’t Hate The Manic Pixie Dream Girl, Hate The Way We Treat Her

Coined by Film Critic Nathan Rabin, the Manic Pixie Dream Girl is the trope of a character whoโ€™s soul existence is to help their sensitive leading man find his heart again by showing him the magic that life has to offer through their usual playfully unorthodox views and whimsical traits. She has been called out... Continue Reading →

Mirror Mirror: Chapter Five

  *Ring* - a shrill alarm rings throughout the empty Batcave. *Ring* - Gotham City Bank: A tellers hand hits the silent alarm. *Ring* - The doorbell at Wayne Manner; The visitor Mirrianna Savauge.   Outside Gotham City Bank: The area is tapped off with police cars barricading the perimeter. Gordonโ€™s car pulls up and... Continue Reading →

Mirror Mirror: Prologue

The night is dark and thick with rain that pours down as unrelenting as the iron framework that keeps this facility cut off from the civilized world. Arkham Asylum. This particular extension is even more secluded, furrowed away from the main building and holding cell for the criminally insane or at least those lawyered up... Continue Reading →

Required Reading

So a little while ago I was reading some Batman. In particular the graphic novels Hush and The Man Who Laughs. Which sparked an idea, which sparked some musings, which led to discussion that ended up in a story. It was one of those times that I was in between projects and feeling adrift, things... Continue Reading →

Writer’s Quote Wednesday

I feel quite the kinship with this quote of Susan Sontag. I've always been called the watcher by my family, the one who seems to have this eerie ability to "see" and know all. There were times I found it a curse. It can be hard being naturally attentive to detail and the subtleties of... Continue Reading →

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