And Then It All Changed

My silence in recent months was not planned.  

In late September, I was rushed to the emergency room with severe abdominal pains.  Words like colon cancer, emergency surgery and high white blood cell count were thrown around and suddenly my life became finite.  It became clear that I only have a set amount of time left on this earth.  That maybe I won’t get to grow old with my wife or see my daughter grow up to be a woman and possible parent of her own.  And it scared the shit out of me.

My wife and I are no stranger to death, having lost siblings, parents, grandparents and friends, but I’ve never faced my own mortality like this before.   To be frank it was terrifying. It was just me and my thoughts. It was not a great place to be.  It was a mind full of regret, despair, anger and fear.

It ended up being a fluke occurrence, I did have to have surgery to remove a full obstruction to my lower intestines, but the experience has spurned me on to being the best person I can be. Be that as a husband, a father, a friend, a son, a brother and yes, as an author.   I’ve always been a bit of a procrastinator and suddenly I was faced with the harsh reality of being out of time.   I want to make the most of the time I have here.  I have a wonderful life. A wife and daughter I love very much, many, many friends and a promising writing career. 

I am back into writing “Don’t Make Me Come Down There” and am all in until it’s finished.  This will be my defining work.   It has every part of me in the story, the characters and especially the dialogue.  I look forward to releasing it to the world next year.

When my time is up, I want to look back with no regrets, with my elderly wife beside me and my grown up daughter. I will not settle for less.  

Yours relieved,


Evil Breakfast Dead Club

A friend of mine, local filmmaker Jon Bonnell, recently allowed me to take a look at his new script “The Evil Breakfast Dead Club”. I had worked with Jon on a promo trailer for the film, so I was excited to finally see the finished script. 

There are many things that go together, peanut butter and jelly, gin and tonic, Captain and Tennille, The Breakfast Club and The Evil Dead.

Yes, you read that right.

Sometimes the best crossovers are the movies you never saw coming.  Although if you really think about it, pairing up the definitive 80’s brat pack movie with the definitive 80’s horror movie, not only it makes sense, but it makes you wonder why it hasn’t happened sooner. 

Hijinks are rampant when a group of sexually charged teenagers doomed to a Saturday detention retreat to a cabin in the woods and uncover the Necronomicon, the fabled Book of the Dead.    When an ancient evil spirit is released, the five students find themselves in a fight for their lives as one by one, they are attacked.  Everything you would expect from the Evil Dead is present, demonic possessions, severed limbs, ancient English chanting.  Coupled with the witty dialog from one of the most beloved films of the 80’s, The Evil Breakfast Dead Club delivers a horrific journey that is strangely familiar and horrifyingly fresh.    Some of the most undignified deaths greet the group as the ancient evil slowly dispatches them.  Head milkshakes, decapitations and a well-placed plunger keep the gore flowing.

The art of parodying involves paying reverence to the source material while taking it in new and humorous directions.  Basically, it’s the same but different.  Most parodies fail when they drift too far from the source material.  The Evil Breakfast Dead Club works because it takes the best moments from the source material and combines them with hilarious and unexpected results.  Many parodies fail when they neglect the films they are lampooning and the end product ultimately becomes unfamiliar.   The Evil Breakfast Dead Club stays true to both films, but without simply being a shot for shot rehash of either.

I laughed out loud at the irreverent dialog many times and the quick witted banter leads you to a false calm before a scare sideswipes you.

Later in the script, one of the characters asks “What are the signs of demonic possession?”  He is told “Changes in personality.  Preoccupation with sexual activity. Changes in personal hygiene, personal dress, swearing, abusive, threatening… This is every teenager on the planet” and this sums up the film nicely. 

The Evil Breakfast Dead Club is a satisfying nod to era of filmmaking held near and dear to many.   It is about to enter preproduction and I eagerly await the finished film. 


Shell Shocked

The last forty-eight hours or so have been a little surreal. On Monday night I posted the Star Wars Haiku blog I had been working on for a few days.  By the end of today, it had been viewed thousands of times and has been mentioned on dozens of websites across the world, including the official Star Wars website.  I’ve received hundreds of emails and comments of encouragement (and a few “you suck” posts). 

Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to check it out. It was a fun little project and a nice change of pace from my other projects.   

I’m already taking notes for The Empire Strikes Back and I’ll hopefully start that in the next week or so.   In the meantime, I have deadlines to meet and need to get back to my other projects.   Watch this space and we’ll return to a galaxy far, far away very soon!

When Star Wars made bank

A sequel was then ordered

Here we go again!

Yours virally!


The Comicon and Convention Survival Guide

I’m taking a very quick break from writing “Don’t Make Me Come Down There” to put together ” The Comicon and Convention Survival Guide”.

Having just returned from a series of conventions and comicons, I’ve seen the best and worst of people’s behavior and with the exponential growth of conventions across the country, the issues are going to get worse if attendees aren’t aware of the general rules.  I felt the time was right to release a guide highlighting the written and unwritten rules and etiquette of attending a convention to ensure everyone attending gets the most out of their experience. Conventions are a time to have fun and make memories.  If everyone is on the same page as to the expectations of their behavior and what they can expect from others, the experience will be that much more enjoyable.

I expect to be finished by the end of October. 


What You Don’t Know About Me

They say the best way to lose or alienate friends and business associates is to discuss sex, religion and politics. And this was before the internet came along.  
Some of the most heated discussions I see online are related to at least one of the three topics.  These topics divide us, they cause us to sometimes see things in black and white and people can get extremely defensive and belligerent when discussing them.
While there have been times in the past where I have discussed such items, these days I make a conscious effort to avoid doing so.  My online presence is ultimately a sales tool to encourage people to buy my books, come to my seminars and maintain interest in my career. If I go off on political rants against the left or the right, or slam certain religions, I immediately alienate half of my audience.  I’m certainly not neutral in many of these topics, but they hold little value to my career and openly discussing them is counterproductive.  I won’t change people’s minds as much as they won’t change mine. 
My friends and family know my stances and that is all that matters.  My personal beliefs are just that. MY beliefs. I don’t need validation from others to maintain these beliefs and won’t suddenly change them because someone does not approve.  I research everything I post and don’t forward random meme’s with half-truths and fallacies.  While there is a significant amount of information about me available online, you will find very little about my political ideals and religious beliefs. Although these are part of my personality, they are not part of my online persona. My career is not in religion or politics, so I don’t feel discussing it in public is beneficial to my career path.   Do certain people and groups in politics or religion make me insane? Certainly. Do I have my own opinions and gripes? Without a doubt.  I just make my voice heard in other ways. 
If you are a creator, be warned that discussing these topics openly in public can be extremely divisive among your audience.  

Yours guardedly,