Why I Write Horror (and Children’s Stories)
I seem like a generally well-adjusted, kind person, so I normally get asked pretty quickly why I write horror. I have reasons (and it’s not just a fertile imagination).
The Flashlight Game
This is a short horror story from last year that has only been shared via Slack and text message until now. In that time, it’s sparked a lot of good conversations and become my favorite story, though, so I had to share it. It still gives me goosebumps, by the way.
The Grand Guignol
I tried to write a horror story with nothing supernatural, and I wanted to research a period piece, so I wrote about 1920s Paris and the Grand Guignol. Don’t know what that was? Read the story.
Death at Hell House
A short story for Halloween with a little bit of hell house nostalgia and a lot of Southern Gothic and Tales From the Crypt influences.
Little Tommy’s Slumber Party
Another Tommy and his pet dragon story that was motivated by my wonderful son’s struggle with bedtime.
Dreamer - A Short Story
I wrote a short story about a struggling novelist and nightmares.
Punk Rock Preacher - Sample Scenes
I’m working on a new novel set in the 90s Christian punk/hardcore scene (which I was heavily involved in), and I put together a few example scenes just for myself to help establish the language and feeling I want to use.
Little Tommy and the Big Parade
This is a short story for my three-year-old son, but it's pretty fun for adults. Maybe I'll give up on horror and write about little boys and dragons.
One day, not that long ago, my friend John jumped onto Slack to announce “I found Reese’s Pieces.” I joked that it sounded like a tragedy until I saw the title case, but “I found Reese’s pieces” would be a great opening line. He said it sounded noir, and so I wrote a short story.