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A HORROR LEGEND IS GONE
I should have posted this piece on Halloween night, but better late than never. I feel this small piece of horror history needs to be shared.
As a writer of horror, I look to the roots of my addition. The source which first opened the world of horror to me has just died at the age of 98. At least they think he died.
He was one of the elements which first opened the world of horror to me. He was Zacherly, the host of a late-night Saturday show centered on classic horror movies. If you didn’t live in the Philadelphia, New Jersey, the New York area, you probably have never heard of him.
Born John Zacherle in 1918, he provided all the original classic horror movies. Frankenstein, Dracula, The Mummy and the Invisible Man among others. If the movie he was showing was not a classic, but a cheesy effort, he would interrupt the film to make comments or insert his image into the film.
During breaks he would camp it up standing in the coffin of his wife, stake pierced. Also, he would talk to Gasport, a potato sack containing who knows what hanging on the wall. Only Zacherly could understand what this sack said, which I found out from Zacherle’s obituary was his son. Go figure.
Another activity, often perused by this ghoulish host, was brain surgery. The brains looking very much like cauliflower. I hesitate to speculate who these brains belonged to, but it is tempting.
I was a teenager when this was all happening. Offered by Zacherly was a passport to Transylvania. Of course I sent away for one. With a bright red cover, it was a cherished possession. It was lost before I had a chance to use it.
A legend is gone. I hope he lives on in reruns, or that murky world where horror meets reality.
STRUGGLING TO GET IT WRITE: WHAT DOES A DRAGON LOOK LIKE?
For those rare individuals following this blog (actually, they are not rare as opposed to not vocal) I know I have been off purpose for some time, but the world is so fucked up I had to voice my opinion. Will that stop, you can bet your ass it won’t. While on this detour, I have been writing, submitting and been rejected. Some of the rejections were good with constructive comments on my work.
But now I am venturing into unknown territory, picture books. After picking yourself off the floor, and are assured there has not been some shift in the earth’s orbit effecting of its inhabitants, (that might be a story), this is serious stuff.
The work is Dragon Eggs, a cross between Dr. Sues and Roald Dahl. I cannot share it with you, although I wish I could, for once work appears online some publishers won’t touch it. Therefore, this piece must wait for acceptance. As we all know, that could be centuries, but I’m a patent guy.
Here are my initial thoughts on how a dragon appears, subject to change.
First size, huge, its eye is beyond the size of a standard window. The color of the mother is a mottled green and blue. The babe is blue. When fully mature, the dragons are green. This indicates that the mother is young.
The dragon’s babies and adults have huge membranous wings capable of flight. When not being used, the wings are tucked down on their back. The wings are a deep red.
The adults somewhat resemble a T Rex, but the front legs are longer and the snout is more pointed than the famous dinosaur ending with a blunt snout. Upon both opening the mouth, both adults and babes have menacing sharp teeth. And when the adult opens its mouth, there is an occasional puff of smoke.
That’s it. Tell me what you think. And for those who have seen dragons, tell me if I am close.
RANTS & RAVES: COMING OUT
I am heterosexual.
There, is said it.
Can I get some media coverage? I’m a little know writer in need of some.
Okay, I’m old (68), and perhaps uniformed as I should be with the current media, entertainment. Yet I try to follow the news and I see a constant revelation of persons, I guess in the public eye although their name provides no recognition (old age) coming out as being homosexual and making the news. This certainly increases their media exposure. So I thought I’d give it a try. I’m walking out of the heterosexual closet.
RANTS & RAVES: HISTORY’S DESTRUCTIONS
I deplore the destruction of history, something that focuses its madness. But they are not alone in this demonstration of stupidity. Didn’t British soldiers, during World War I, use the Sphinx for target practice with their cannon?
No culture had a premium on stupidity; not any nationality, religion or purpose.
POEMS & FLEETING THOUGHTS: HANDS
I gaze at my hands,
Withered, once firm,
Remembering what
They have done,
And wonder
At their future.
POEMS AND FLEETING THOUTHTS: ROCKS
My pockets
Are full,
Rocks, just as Virginia’s
Predict my destiny,
But with the drought
All is dry.
RANTS & RAVES: THE SUPREME COURT
I cannot believe there exists so much division with the next Supreme Court nomination although none has yet to be made.
Is it possible for an individual (or party) to be always wrong or always right.
This episode only magnifies the fact that this country is in trouble, BIG TIME.
Kurt Vonnegut – ‘So It Goes’
When you read the last line of this article, you should know that Dresden was bombed by the British. No matter who did the bombing, war is hell.
Today in Literature presents Kurt Vonnegut – ‘So It Goes’, and other stories about the great books, writers, characters, and events in literary history.
Source: Kurt Vonnegut – ‘So It Goes’
POEMS AND FLEETING THOUGHTS: OLD BOOKS
My old books,
Some two hundred years
Have little value
Except to me,
I wonder at their owners,
Readers long gone.
Gazing into a future
Unknown,
With my words
Hundreds of years gone
Cause the same ponder
Of a lover of books.
POEMS AND FLEETING THOUGHTS: THE COMING STORM
As I look out the window, the darkened sky predicts the approaching storm. The remnants of the last weather event are nearly gone, but no one is sure of the power of this one. Here are my thoughts while I await.
A pregnant sky looms,
Soon the landscape
Will change.
Altered by nature’s course,
Solitude created.
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