#Horror author. Crawled through a haunted mirror sometime in 1881. Loves long walks in the dark. Views my own, or whoever I'm possessed by at the time.
Ciaran Macaulay isn’t the first person to catch something nasty on holiday. Only problem is, this time it isn’t the clap. 👹
Coming 🔜 https://t.co/9ynaOmMmDO #horror#Author
THE EX: A Ghost Story (kindle or ppbk)
"would give MR James sleepless nights...Great wit, great dialogue, great scares, genuinely disturbing yet never less than thoroughly entertaining"
"as if Harold Lloyd had strayed into The Omen"
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I wonder what Russell Brand has done that’s so bad that he’s been blackballed from every mainstream media outlet, and is now telling his fanbase to not listen to them? Must be something pretty bad. Very easy to get the most committed to ignore if he’s discredited them.
Ok this is going to be long and rambling but here goes. My father, Peter Straub, died on Sunday night. He was the fucking best, and here's why, with photos:
Peter Straub 1943-2022 One of the best writers I've read, one of the best friends I've known. Always kind, funny, irascible, brilliant. Once performed the Crow position in yoga, in a Milwaukee WI men's room, because he was fearless & proud of his yoga. I'll miss you Peter.
My Nan can’t remember me anymore. I’m an outline of a familiar figure who isn’t even me. And I can’t talk to her. We were close. So now there’s just us. And we were never…
And then I discovered he was living just up the road after you kicked him out. And I never saw him or knew. I walked past his house everyday. And I didn’t know. Like we were never close.