Nazis. We all hate them. But Moon Nazis...? Yeah, we still hate them. That's what makes Iron Sky so great. No, seriously! What could be better than a bunch of bumbling Moon Nazis who've been hiding out on a secret moon base since the end of World War II planning their triumphant--

Wait. I've said too much. Hit the pic below and the link will take you to my full review.

To celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary (holy cow, that's a big number, still can't believe we've been married so many years!), the hubs and I decided to pack it up and leave the country for a few days. The choices were many in terms of destinations, but in the end we decided on some sun, sand, fishes and fun, which all added up to a special return trip to the Bahamas and the most wonderful Atlantis Resort.

Was it awesome? Hell yes! Am I both stress free and exhausted? Ditto--hell yes to that too. But we had sooooo much fun, guys. The Islands of the Bahamas are beautiful, the locals are wonderful, and honestly, I can't think of a single thing that could've gone better. Well, except maybe for the unplanned layover in Ft. Lauderdale.

No offense, Ft. Lauderdale, but I'm pretty much sick of your airport. On the plus side, all the downtime gave me time to cull through and organize my pictures--I've selected the best of the bunch to provide a little photo gallery for all of you. Enjoy! 

Good news! Mannison Press recently selected my dark fantasy short story, The Child Thief, for inclusion in their upcoming Little Girl Lost: Thirteen Tales of Youth Disrupted Anthology. And the super cool thing? Well, besides getting another of my stories out there for you guys to read: the anthology includes a short story by Piers Anthony. Schnikeys!

The super awesome people at Mansion Press are busy signing up the last few stories and working on artwork, etc. and to support all their hard work and pay the authors they've signed up, they're kicking off an Indiegogo Crowdfunding Campaign starting 1 June 2019.

Interested in helping out a new and upcoming small press? Sure you are! How do I help, you ask? Easy. Just hit the link below. And thanks!


Little Girl Lost Anthology Crowdfunding Campaign

In a world of bad, bad movies, Doomsday was the one that finally broke me. That's right, broke me. If you've kept up on my Bad Movie Reviews--and you have, I know you have!--you'll know just how much I appreciate a cheesy, overdone but still highly entertaining flick. Doomsday, though... well, there's no sense beating around the bush. Doomsday is terrible. Not good terrible, not terrible, just flat-out, so bad I couldn't finish the movie terrible.

That's right: I DNFed on this one. Why? Click the pic below and find out...

Yes, you read that right: Sharktopus Versus Pteracuda, a love story involving two genetically bred monsters who... well, go read my review on Sci-Fi & Scary if you want to know the rest. No-no, really, go read it. I swear it's entertaining. I snark a lot. I mean, A LOT. 

​So, go. Go-go!

So, I'm making up for my overly long Bad Movie Review hiatus by offering up a double-whammy of awfulness this month. My latest piece de resistance? Oh, nothing special. Just a low budget SyFy original called Ice Road Terror was that was FREAKING AMAZING!

Seriously! This movie was cheaply made, super cheesy and included a random sampling of supporting actors from Battlestar Galactica. In short, it was terrible. AND I LOVE IT!

By now you know the drill: Hit the pic below for the full text of my love-fest review, then go watch this crap-a-doodle-doo and let me know what you think!

I know, I know, I know--it's been a while since I've posted anything on my blog. I'm terrible--I KNOW! That said, I'm back! And I've got yet another bad, bad, lusciously and deliciously bad movie review to share. This time I went with a classic I'm guessing most of you are familiar with: Tremors, starring that most Footloose of Fakin' Bacons, Kevin Bacon.

Interested? Just click the pic below and you'll be instantly transported to the magic land of words and swearing wherein I spill my unfiltered thoughts, feelings and opinions on this Hercules of Bad Moviedom.

Ready, set, snark!

I'll admit up front that this one is long overdue. Work happened, life happened, and, well... I think you've all been there. But I'm back now with some entertainment (by which I mean snark and ranting, of course) and in honor of the new Castle Rock show which I haven't actually seen yet but am simply dying to sample, I decided to watch a Stephen King flick.

That's why I chose Maximum Overdrive. 

Haven't seen it? Well, you're in for a... I was gonna say 'treat' but I'm not sure that's quite the right word. It's more of a...a...aw, forget it. Go read my review, you'll see what I mean. Hit the pick below to access the full write-up on SciFiAndScary. 

By now you know the drill: I watch a bad-good movie (which sometimes ends up being bad-bad and not good at all), I lay down some snarky observations, you read it and we're all entertained.

Well, I know I'm entertained. I'm just assuming you are as well because otherwise, why are you coming back here?

Anyway, my latest installment is a classic sci-fi flick from the 1970s starring James Caan. Yup, that's right: the same James Caan that was in The Godfather, only this time he's on rollerskates.

​Intrigued? You should be! Want to read more! Then get down with your bad self and click the pic below to read my full review in all its snarky goodness..