What mysteries and terrors can come alive when the monsters and worlds you've written come to confront you on why?

No boughs of holly or tinsel decorated trees, bring joy to this town. The scene of gold, green, and red and the sound of holiday cheer strikes horror into the survivors from the last time he came to town.

Writing about yourself can be dangerous. Why risk letting someone that far into your personal life, and risking losing it? Biographies change people.

The traditional rules of the cemetery no one visits, are threatened by the curiosity of one boy whose boredom leads to careless curiosity. The decision to protect the rules or the boy rests with the gate keeper.

Never far from the back of the minds of mortals, the psychopomp walks through time and the streets of the living.

For Memento, the only thing more frightening than death, is eternal life alone.

A poem to shed some Halloween fear