When someone brings up the Universal Monsters, I always like to ask: Who do you think of first? Is it the suave bloodsucker, Dracula, cape dramatically billowing as he monologues about the night? Or maybe Frankenstein’s Monster, misunderstood and stitched… Continue Reading →
The Plague Infects Teenage Traumas
Growing up in the ’80s without basic cable or the internet, summertime fun during my preteen years revolved around visiting the city swimming pools. You got exercise, the adrenaline rush from the high dive, to hang out with friends, a… Continue Reading →