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Novelist verses Reality

NOVELIST WRITING ABOUT GROWING UP IN THE NORTH OF ENGLAND: The moors beckoned, shrouded in mist and mystery, Jane wandered through the bracken dreaming of Heathcliff. ACTUAL CHILDHOOD: We tumbled out of the school bus passed through the broken fence, into the scrubby field, and were instantly chased by vicious looking sheep.

The Implausibility of Dragons

I don’t know why my brain decided 3 minutes after my putting my head down on the pillow, the other night, to suddenly start thinking about dragons. Specifically, the implausibility of them, as in, just how do dragons breathe fire?  That question, among many that popped like little soda bubbles, drove me nuts all night long, as I struggled to make sense of just how do dragons fly? Well, I may not have had a great nights sleep, and it’s taken me a couple of days of pondering, but I’m here now to tell you my thoughts, such as I’m able to wrangle from the wreckage of a night of lost sleep. First up, lets start with… FIRE My logical brain, and the science nerd in me absolutely refuses to believe magic, and magic alone, let alone living in a land supposedly filled with magic is responsible for dragons being able to breathe fire, on command, and—like in certain film scenes where everyone has endless bullets—able to spew fire with impunity.  I mean, come on …

The Legend of Hell House …

He was tall. Taller than me. Well built in a weight lifter way, and looked way older than he was. And, at 15, was not supposed to be going in to see an adult, ‘R’ rated movie, a horror movie at that, with me. Who, at just 3 years older, thought we’d celebrate our birthdays together by going to a movie. But not just any movie, we went to see THE LEGEND OF HELL HOUSE, one of the scariest (at the time) horror films of it’s day (1975). Remember, this was before Star Wars, before Alien, and before expensive CGI and fancy graphics or green screens. This was back in the day when what you didn’t see was far more important that what you did. It was all about letting the actors—in this case, Roddy McDowell and Gayle Hunnicutt—react to the unseen terror with just that, creeping terror. And, to have seen us two, hunkered down in our seats, bolstering one another to carry on watching, would have made for a hilarious comedy, I’m sure. …