Captian's Log A Little Weird 7 Nov 2018 At first I was thrilled. Amid all the strange Egyptian statues, the obelisk with the softly glowing runes, and that unspeakably unsettling doll whose black, button eyes followed me throughout…
The Eyes of God Update: The Eyes of God 5 Nov 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: His hands reached out for me, and all along the sagging skin of his arms were the cavernous recesses in which those…
Captian's Log 2018: Halloween 30 Oct 2018 Well, the time has come: Halloween is upon us. In respects to my Halloween Declaration, I have completed a draft of Funeral Party, and plan on posting tomorrow after some…
The Eyes of God Update: The Eyes of God 23 Oct 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: I gazed upon my hand and the scar which had been a great swelling sore until I drained it. I looked to…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Translator 7 Oct 2018 I don’t think anyone knew what to do with me. I don’t think they even really knew what had happened. I didn’t even really know. Frank said he would take…
Captian's Log… Vision’s End 26 Sep 2018 Today I started into a little story called Childhood’s End. In it, I think, I have traced the strange germination of an aspect of art which I have been trying…
Captian's Log Update: The Eyes of God 24 Sep 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: And then the first of them came out from the shadows, an amorphous mass upon the wind driving hard towards us. It…
Captian's Log Essay: The Horrors of the Invisible World 20 Sep 201820 Sep 2018 Please read: The Horrors of the Invisible World: Searching for Lingering Chills Excerpt: Here we have ventured into the second element of true horror, uncertainty. If the past is not…
Captian's Log Essay in Progress 19 Sep 201819 Sep 2018 I have been working on an essay about the Salem Witch Trials. Below is my attempt at a thesis: Disregarding the moral question of the Salem Witch Trials, I wish…
Captian's Log A Dream: Bowels of Hell 16 Sep 201816 Sep 2018 So the dreamer dreamed: There are anterooms in this world which to man, that is living man, are invisible, the places of spirits who’ve not settled. Such is one at…
