The horrors of forsaken land. When I was in elementary school, my Dad was attending West Point, and we lived in a rural military neighborhood, occupying an old, two-story Victorian-style house. It was atop a hill, next to a...

The Key Bridge. As a teenage punk rocker, I crossed the Key Bridge from the affluent buildings of Virginia into the downtown Georgetown of Washington, DC. The dichotomy between the two could not be clearer. Virginia was ordered, civilized, and very...

Alien Invasion! Those monotonous rows of townhouses in the suburbs always unnerved me and seemed to harbour some hidden evil. Maybe it's a psychological thing, tied into the attitudes of most of their occupants (who tormented me in my punk...

Cowboys versus Aliens! I finished the illustration that will accompany my story for Merrill David's upcoming anthology of western horror, "Tumble Bleed." The October horror/writer/artist/monster makeup convention, Dead Man's Hand, will also be using the image. Dicey Grenor and Tommy...

Meat, for the beast. There have been some movies, Predator being one of them, in which alien visitors view humans as just livestock. Growing up, we always had a skinned deer carcass hanging in the garage. A bucket was strategically placed...

In my novel "The End of the World" (available here on Amazon), an oligarchy of old men brings back an ancient evil, hoping it will give them immortality. I have always loved the work of illustrators like Wally Wood and...

The latest anthology illustrations for Jeff Strand's story "The Cosmic Mouth That Ate the World' and revised the drawing for Cody Goodfellow's tale Cavity Creeps. Both will be in my anthology The Joke Is on Mankind, which should be out...

Mysteries buried below ancient ruins! Combining my love of the ancient evil in the work of Lovecraft, with the alternative historical work of people like Graham Hancock, (Fingerprints of the Gods is excellent), I made the trip down to...

As a teenager in the '90s, I read Frank Miller and Geof Darrow's Hard Boiled. That image of a guy's head being hollowed out by a punch stuck with me. When I had a similar scene in my debut novel,...

Police Brutality in effect. Going through high school in Fairfax, VA in the late 80s, the police constantly harassed me and my fellow punk rockers. Made-up charges, jail time, and community service, all par for the course. In my novel, The End...