Frank's Rotating Lighted Blog of Considerable Mass

What is the significance of the image above? None. Sometimes a wooden skull superimposed against the sky is simply a wooden skull supe...

Some afternoons you write. Some afternoons you take old barn lumber and make wearable skull masks, complete with display stand. No ...

And so a great hush fell over the land. Everywhere, creatures fell silent and still. Squirrels halted in mid-scamper. Wolves paused in thei...

According to the latest news out of the sewage-encrusted wasteland that is Northern Ireland, the Belfast City Council put dog Lennox down a...

Life is change. Or change is life. Or is it time is money?  Stitches in time save goats? I can never keep all that eldritch wisdom straig...

Maybe it's the heat. And it's heat we have, in spades. The outside temperature Friday reached four hundred and eleventy hundred b...

I am writing in the wrong genre. The buzz these days is all about the book Fifty Shades of Grey. I'm told Fifty Shades sells eleven...

First, a bit of background. Two years ago, in Belfast, a big black dog named Lennox was seized for the crime of being big and black. Le...

One bit of writing advice I always give is this -- once you've submitted a piece, forget about it and start something new. This advic...

Like 17 million of my closest friends, I've been watching the History Channel's 'Hatfields & McCoys' mini-series. The...