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In memoriam, Rob Reiner. He made the images and stars that were the wallpaper of my childhood.

Lost child with eyes of blue, you were seen crying— alone in the cemetery, where you thought no one would see.

In a New Jersey strip mall, a girl finds a friend at the end of her day.

Becky's Friend is everything to her, but the problem is... her friend is dead.

There’s something magical about diving into a world where the future is uncertain, technology bends reality, and the human spirit is tested against cosmic odds. Science fiction novels have this uncanny ability to whisk us away from the mundane and plunge us into realms where imagination reigns supreme. Whether it’s the eerie shadows of gothic horror or the speculative twists of futuristic science, these stories grip you with their cinematic flair and poetic depth.

Ships adrift in a nightly dance to never find a steady anchor.

There’s a certain thrill in peeling back the layers of a story that blends the eerie shadows of gothic horror with the sharp edges of speculative science fiction.

In a tenement

On dew-soaked spring mornings,

Sweet little child...

Hollowed-eyed wolves hungered in wintry homes,

they are, the children

On rusty steel tabletops,

Like fumes that lick a barn stall door

And so, a man is dying