BLACKMANE Chapter 56

The telephone rang. His other telephone, the one sitting on the glass top of the coffee table. Hamm grabbed up the receiver. “Leave me alone!” he screamed. “Um, Mr. Hamm?” Not the same voice. He recognized this voice, or thought he did. “Mr. Hamm, it’s Darlene.” “The secretary?” Hamm muttered. “Yes, sir. I’m sorry to…

BLACKMANE Chapter 55

The cell phone rang. Hamm jumped as if struck. It rang a second time, a third, a fourth. He picked it up. “Hello?” Almost a whisper. “Do you like the pictures, Mr. Hamm?” a voice asked. It sounded raspy, distorted. “How’d you get hold a’ them?!” Hamm demanded. “And how’d you get into my house?!”…

BLACKMANE Chapter 54

When Phil Hamm came home—on “shore leave,” he liked to call it—he lived among the rich. The upper echelon. He liked it that way. He knew his very presence made the neighbors uncomfortable. Phil Hamm enjoyed making people uncomfortable. Getting off the elevator, he was bid a fine goodnight by the elevator operator. Hamm had…

De-Extincting

I just had to teach my computer to recognize “de-extincting” as an actual word, because it’s a thing now. (Then I had to teach it to recognize the word both with and without a capital D at the beginning. Shouldn’t a computer be smart enough to recognize that it’s the same word? If it was…

The R.O.U.S. of THE MUTATION

First, the spiel: “After a deadly experiment on a rat goes wrong, the mutated rat has been let loose in a city and a group of detectives are on the hunt for the beast. Zoologist, Allen Marsh (Ricardo Freitas) must work alongside a grieving widow to help the detectives capture and exterminate the mutated rat.…

Searching for Dogman Witnesses

I’m detecting a pattern here, one that pertains to me both directly and indirectly. It seems there are quite a few eyewitnesses to encounters with Werewolves, aka Dogmen. Or should I say, professing eyewitnesses? These are folks you can find rather easily online, but when you contact them, as I and other researchers have done,…

The Beast of Werewolf Springs

Being a native Alabamian, and still residing therein (for good or ill; while there is so much that I love about my home state, it is, unfortunately, the stupidest state in the country, as both its voting record and the per capita percentage of high school dropouts perfectly attests) I love it when I chance…

Doing Right by the Classics

In this editorial praising and reminiscing about John Landis’s AN AMERICAN WEREWOLF IN LONDON, now celebrating its fourth decade(!) if you can believe it, the author makes the following statement: “And if there’s one werewolf story that stands out as the definitive version of the legend, it’s John Landis‘ 1981 classic An American Werewolf in…

BLACKMANE Chapter 53

The mouth of the tunnel is choked with trash, but beyond this the mud floor is clean, save for some occasional clumps of weeds and empty bottles and cans, a shredded plastic bag here and there. Along the left and right sides of the tunnel, the dirt rises to form flat, narrow shelves. This tunnel…

Thylacine Re-seen

Not seen in person, unfortunately, although alleged sightings of the presumed extinct creature continue, not only in the beast’s native Tasmania but also in its once-native-but-that-was-so-long-ago-that-it-doesn’t-count Australia. Cases of misidentification of other animals? Probably, with most of them. Encounters with the *ghosts* of Thylacines? Hey, stranger things have been reported by seemingly credible people who…