01Oct It was only later that I came across Detective King and the Albert Fish case, and all the others the department conveniently files under the same heading — which is to say I didn’t start my career as the NYPD’s resident occultist. And I can’t say I ever intended that. It’s not like you know where you’ll end up when you step off the straight and … Continue reading The Disappearance of Alexa Sacchi
28Sep “Are you sure this is legal?” she asked as the key went into the door with a stutter. The lock clicked and the young woman with the afro swung open the door. I stepped into the condo. There was a white Turkish sofa with throw pillows, a fancy rug on the hardwood, a TV stand with no TV. The small kitchen table in the … Continue reading Are you sure this is legal?
24Sep The package was addressed to me specifically. Not the NYPD. Not Homicide. Not “To Whom It May Concern.” To Detective Harriet Chase at the downtown office. The return address, tucked on a separate label underneath, said it was from White Plains. There’s a checklist of things we’re supposed to look for to flag a package as “suspicious.” One of them is that the postmark … Continue reading The Killing Field
23Sep So. I wanna tell you a story. A true story. About a man named Will King, an NYPD detective, like me. King investigated the 1928 disappearance and presumed death of 10-year-old Grace Budd, who left her home to attend a birthday party and never returned. There wasn’t much to go on. In fact, there was nothing at all. No body. No eyewitnesses. No physical … Continue reading I wanna tell you a story
He was making a proper nuisance of himself, whoever he was. I could hear the screams from the street. I stepped out of the car and met the officer in charge, a woman named Ballantine, who I didn’t know but who I’d seen around once or twice. “Thanks for coming,” she said, reaching a hand in greeting. “I know this isn’t really your thing, but … Continue reading A Simple Exorcism
The eminent neuroscientist, Jaak Panskepp, pioneered the study of emotion in mammals. He is famous for, among other things, tickling rats in the lab to make them laugh, but his work wasn’t a joke. He discovered that all mammals, including humans, share the same seven emotional pathways, commonly identified as: fear, care, lust, rage, panic/grief, seeking, and play. These are not vague “predispositions” teased from … Continue reading Do Popular Genres Map to the Seven Emotional Pathways of the Mammalian Brain?
What the fr@^k is a ‘soft launch’ anyway? Research into purchasing behavior confirms my personal experience that in a market filled with many alternatives, readers tend to choose books with a demonstrated readership over those without. And since they don’t have a perfect window into that, they use the number of reviews as a proxy measure. Not so much the aggregate star rating, mind you … Continue reading The Minus Faction Omnibus is finally here!
“Do you know how they did it? How The Masters won? No? I’ll tell you. “They cheated. “They couldn’t beat the dark, or at least that was the lesson they took from history. So they locked up all the magic. All of it. All sides. Light, dark, gray, didn’t matter. For six hundred years, from the fall of the Templars, whence they received the Great … Continue reading Do you know how they did it?
“No? I’m not surprised. His story was left out of the canon of the world religions. It taught the wrong lesson for the priests, you see. “Salamongue was a minor angel who, in the great conflagration, spoke against patience and understanding, choosing instead to condemn his rebellious brethren with fire and damnation for daring to question the divine. Not openly of course. He spoke only … Continue reading Do you know the story of Salamongue Greymouth, Waspkeeper of Hell?
I don’t know that I believed in magic. But I believed there were people who did, enough to kill for it. I didn’t know what was happening then. In fact, my working theory turned out to be not even close. But a few things seemed obvious enough, like why my best friend was having an affair with my boss. The details always get messy, but … Continue reading It seemed a shame to break the spell