Better in Stepford

Dearest Rachel – The other day, I was showing Daniel one of the channels I’ve been watching while he’s been hanging out with Logan in the family room. It’s one of those film analysis essay sites, but rather than addressing the literary merits of the work, it discusses a film’s effect on the collective psycheContinue reading “Better in Stepford”

We Are the Shoggoth

Dearest Rachel – Last night saw me alone in the bedroom throughout most of the night. Not a complaint, just stating the way things are some evenings; the boys do their thing in the family room, and I’m left to entertain myself in my wing of the house. It’s life as I know it, andContinue reading “We Are the Shoggoth”

Can’t Bring Myself to Worry

Dearest Rachel – I never got into it with you – you used to watch them while I was at work and Daniel at school – but I know you were into certain varieties of horror for entertainment. I think it reminded you of those days when your Mom was away with one seminar orContinue reading “Can’t Bring Myself to Worry”

When We Are The Terror

Dearest Rachel – It would seem that not all nightmares involve being personally terrorized; sometimes the nightmare involves being the terror itself, all while appearing to be perfectly innocuous. Such was my dream from last night, and a vivid one it was, honey. As far as I could tell, I was part of some classContinue reading “When We Are The Terror”