Grief and Dean Winchester the Beagle

Last year my father got prostate cancer  (I found out through a message on Facebook from one of his neighbors in Kentucky) and within a few weeks he was gone.  I was glad he was not suffering anymore but I was left numb and confused and missing a piece of me.  Two months after I lost my dad, my beloved […]

Fangs, Fangs and More Fangs

“WHEN OTHER LITTLE GIRLS WANTED TO BE BALLET DANCERS I KIND OF WANTED TO BE A VAMPIRE” – ANGELINA JOLIE At 14, my two favorite worlds – Goth and Horror – collided for the first time when I saw The Hunger.  In a visually disturbing yet gorgeous piece of cinema, the opening sequence of the movie switches frantically between Bauhaus […]