Tuesday, March 12, 2013

My Eternal Debate: Why Fan Scripts are not Fan Fiction





There has been a long standing debate between myself and fans who do supposed “fan fiction”.  The main sore spot between me and these supposed fan authors is on the subject of what they consider fan fiction and what I consider fan fiction. When I think of fan fiction I think short stories and novels. Hell, I’ll even include fan poetry as fan fiction. But, the one thing I will not includes as fan fiction; and this causes screams of rage and foul in most forums and groups I’ve talked about this subject, is fan scripts. Give me a fucking break people they are scripts. They are meant for filmmakers to use as a blueprint for a film production and for actors to give them a quick and easy way to learn their lines. It is not intended to be used as literature.  Scripts are written in a short hand, rather than in pros and don’t even require full sentences. They lack description and only give a hint at characterization. Therefore, it takes next to no writing skill to create them.

On the other hand, short stories and novels require great amounts of descriptive skill and understanding of characterization, because they need to work with the reader’s own imagination to bring the scenes and character to life.

For the writer of novels and short stories it is a long and tedious process filling a blank pages, building locations, and creating completely life-like people with nothing but words. That kind of writing is a craft that only a few very talented people can achieve. On the other hand, writing a script takes next to no descriptive skill. In most script scenes there is a very basic description. Characters are handled mostly through dialogues and gesture notes. For example, here is a scene the way a fan script writer would write it…: We open on a boiler room with pipes snaking out of the rusty boiler. Steam  is shooting all over the place.  A blond girl (Ashley) stumbles forward and looks around. She is in a sweat soaked nightshirt. We see a sheep runs down the aisle. ….

Ok, let’s see what an actual writer would do with this scene….:  Steam shot out in every direction. There was clanking sound of metal as  the rusty, battered boiler expanded and retracted with heat. Ashley stumbled forward and looked around in shock. Her nightgown was soaked with sweat and stuck to her slender form. Her butt length blond hair was slick and stuck to her back. Beads of salty liquid slid down her face and touched her lips.

Where was she? She asked herself. How did she get here? She looked around and a sudden movement caught her eye. She jumped back. Then she heard a scream echo through the boiler room. It sounded like the scream of a child. Then, the source of the movement and clomped into view. It was a white and black dotted sheep. The animal bayed and ran down the row of pipes that fed into the boiler. What the hell, she thought to herself……

See the difference?

A writer must craft the description to the character and their perception, where as the script writer need only give basic information for the set designers to get ideas and perform their art.

It is said that writing is bleeding. A writer must go into every that he is and knows in order to build believable worlds round his characters. This takes hours of writing and rewriting scenes until they come together and flow. It is not so with a script writer. Not to say his craft doesn’t have its challenges. I know those challenges because I’ve written scripts myself. But as people have noted I can quickly knock out a scene in a script in less than an hour, where as the same scene will take me hours if I’m writing a novel.

So, I gather the ever increasing horde of fan script writers are exclaiming “Who gives a shit!” It doesn’t answer why they can’t be called fan fiction. Ok, here is the reason…because fan scripts are too easy. Fan script writers don’t bleed. They are too lazy to actually write stories, yet they have the gall to expect to be lumped together with artists that do bleed and have the privilege to call themselves authors. They expect to get the credit and admiration without putting in the work. Sorry, my mentor Harlan Ellison would have a heart attack…and don’t go there. You don’t want to suffer the wrath of Harlan. I’m a Care Bear in comparison to him.

Also, these so called “fan fiction writers” seem to think that because their scripts are so easy to write,  then writing is easy and so published authors are a joke.  Thus, we have come to the situation where convention organizers, who are mostly former fan script writers themselves, think that authors deserve no respect because they, themselves, were considered authors by their peers  and it wasn’t a big deal, so therefore these ego case, big shot, authors are no big deal ,and are a ridiculous for expecting to be treated with any kind of respect.

I recall when I was being harassed on From Dusk Till Con, a number of my harassers called me a fan fiction writer, because they were too ignorant to know the difference between a published writer and a fan fiction writer.  No matter how many times I explained they refused to see the difference.

So, in summation, remember this kiddies, an author is a craftsman who takes years of pain and bleeding to learn his art. On the other hand, writing fan scripts are for lazy lumps who want to wow their buddies with their genus, yet don’t want to have to put in the time and effort to actually use pros and write an actual short story or novel. Writing is an art form as is poetry, thus they go together. Script writing is a building tool. It is in essence an outline, that is part of an art called filmmaking. Unlike, poetry, short stories, and writing, script writing is not literature, because it is not meant to be read unless you are going to use it to create a movie. If it is not going to be used to make a movie it is a waste of time and effort. Sorry, guys but that is the truth in my opinion.


Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Promises, Promises....



Recently I went to three people I know asking them if they would have me on their podcast shows. Yes, well if I waited for people to put out the invitation to me I’d be laying in a pine box six foot under before I got an interview. Anyway, all three “friends” of mine said an excited “YES!” Out of those three interview opportunities two interviews were recorded. Of those two recorded interviews only one was broadcast. The other recorded interview was held back twice by my “friend” and tossed, because they didn’t like the fact that I got pissed having my interview tossed to the side for an interview with Josh Gates. Real class act, Mike. Then of course the other person who was supposed to interview me live kept rescheduling me. I would continuously promote and repromote  the show only to be made to look like an idiot because suddenly he would cancel the show. Now, finally, the third and final podcast I ask actually broadcast the interview.I love these guys.

The thing is people I’ve gotten criticized about not being very professional because I get honestly pissed and publically make the horror community aware of the fact. Well, for those who criticize me I got to ask you something. How am I supposed to feel when people promise, and I do mean promise, me opportunities and then fuck me over.  Then of course, and this really gets my ire, they act like I’m being totally unfair to them because I don’t like being screwed over. Excuse me? Oh, I’m this complete asshole and they are the innocent victim. Oh, and I’m totally unprofessional because I don’t bow down and accept that they, because they are so professional, have some kind of right to do shit like this and get away with it without a word. Sorry, fucktard, I don’t kiss ass and if you fuck me over be prepared for me to be the wrath of god and bring the hammer down on your head. Get that straight!

Well, why do you feel you have the right to do that? After all this is the horror community and you fuck with one person you fuck with their clique. Well, for one thing I’m the VICTIM. I’m the one who has actually been WRONGED. Also, after being fucked over as much as I have I’ve come to the realization that these people are complete and utter assholes and need a good  kick in the ass. As far as their cliques, I don’t sweat them. I’ve dealt with cliques in the past and what I’ve found are that they are composed of cowards and ego cases. When an actual strong person confronts them they crumble like the weak assed bitches they are.

Honestly, people if you actually had to deal with the complete and utter bullshit I’ve had to deal with you’d go on the warpath yourself.

Shit, people, like any other artist in horror I have the need to put myself out there and promote myself, but for some fucked up reason people cop the attitude that I’m  a poser, because no matter what I’ve done, am doing, or have achieved, I’m a complete and utter outsider and a nobody. Excuse me. I’m the author of five original novels in the Friday the 13th franchise. My books changed the genre and opened up the doors for other original novels based on horror franchises. But, that doesn’t matter to these people? I’m the head man of an extremely popular grindhouse horror internet radio show (we average 4,000 listeners). Oh, but who gives a shit? And, I’ve written and acted in a number of horror films. Who the fuck cares? Yeah, that is the attitude I get.  Recently, I contacted Rebekah McKendry from Fangoria Magazine and asked her about getting a write up about me and my books. The answer I got from Rebekah as representative of Fangoria was “Oh, I’ll throw your bio to my editors and see if they care.” Real professional way to treat a six time published author, internet radio personality, actor, and screenwriter  by a major horror publication. But guess what? This is the typical response I get. Oh, yeah, independent filmmakers who have only done two films, like my friends The Soska Sisters, get the covers and articles after articles with Fangoria, Rue Morgue, and other horror publications, but the author of The Camp Crystal Lake novels gets treated like total dog shit. And you wonder why I get pissed and lash out. I wonder why?

And, of course, this discussion wouldn’t be complete without me mentioning conventions. Well, since the convention drama I’ve had a number of friends tell me “ I know such and such from such and such convention and I’ll talk to him/ her and they will assuredly have you at their convention. Hell, I’m sure they will even pay your travel expenses.” Yeah, you know how many times I’ve heard this shit? Then of course I ask them about it and they get snappy and tell me “I’m working on it.” Then months later I ask about it and they get silent and start acting like I’m an asshole. Either that or they say “What you don’t trust me?” and that will be the last word on the subject.

So, in conclusion here is something I want to remind people, When I make promises I keep my promises. You ask me for an interview on my show you get your interview. You ask me for help, you get help. I keep my promises. Why is it that I shouldn’t expect the same consideration in return? If you can’t get me into a convention don’t waste my time by saying you can. I don’t need boasting, I need to be in a convention.  Also, if you promise me an interview (especially if it gets to the point the fucking thing is recorded) don’t fucking play games, follow through. I would follow through if it was the reverse, and I wouldn’t insult you with bullshit excuses. It’s called respect  and consideration people. It’s not some impossible task.

Also, to the people who question how professional I act, I think they should look in the mirror and assess how professional they are acting toward me. I tend to return respect and consideration when it is given to me. Ask Reyna Young. We've actually started talking and are on friendly terms because she has been treating me with respect and consideration. Something to think about.


And for those who screw me over just remember that karma is a bitch and my family has a special relationship with her. People who screw over members of my family tend to find their worlds crumble around them. We don't have to lift a finger it just seems to happen.... So here is a little song to remind you....



 

Monday, January 28, 2013

Negativity and Propaganda





I was told by someone recently that I’m too negative and I have a bad reputation in the horror community. Well, the fact is that people who say that are just focusing on the negative and listening to propaganda rather than actually taking a good look at me. The truth is that I do a lot of positive things for people in the horror community and in the name of the horror community. If you were to actually take the time to look at my Facebook wall I’m always posting links to help promote people. On my radio show I’m always having independent artists on my show. In some cases these are the very first interview experiences these people have had. I’m constantly helping beginning screen writers and authors with their writing. And, on top of all that, I do a lot for charities. I’ve had my head shaved twice to get donations for cancer children through St. Baldricks. I support the Christopher and Dana Reeve Foundation. I work with the local Harley Owners groups and The Pose on charity events for Second Harvest, Samaritan House, and other groups for homeless and elderly citizens. Also, and more importantly, in February I’m going to hosting my very own charity event for homeless and elderly people, A Taste of Terror Mini Film Festival.

The truth is most of the negative propaganda comes from a very few people with sticks up their asses about me. I won’t get into detail about some of these people because I’ve written extensively about some of the most current assholes I’ve had to deal with. One I will talk about because he is the major one and because the more recent people have used this person’s propaganda as source matter to help spur their dislike, is a gentleman named Wil Keiper. Wil is the person who runs the website Horror Yearbook.com. Wil is well known and proud that he is known as a trouble maker, a drunk, and an internet troll. He was actually thrown off Bloody-Disgusting (note: this during their nastiest time in the history of their message board), and permanently banned from that site for being amazingly too much trouble. He harassed and caused so much trouble for my friend Mandy Beltran, aka Dark Spider, that she ended up quitting horror and going into hiding. Anyway, for eight years Wil and his crew of trolls and harassers have dogged me across the internet comparing me to the serial killer John Wayne Gacy, calling me a creepy stalker that stalks actresses, and a pervert (Note: it was because of Keiper’s harassment that I added the moniker of Creepy Stalker Guy of Horror to my list to stop Wil from libeling me as such. It worked.). Why does he do this, you ask? Well, it had to do with a bitch ego case Zgrade actress named Elissa Dowling.

I had known Elissa for three years when a situation happened with me regarding the fore mentioned Bloody-Disgusting. It started when I got involved in the film adaptation of my novel Friday the 13th: Mother’s Day. I was going around message boards posting threads about the production. Director Cory Stevens suggested I post a thread on Bloody-Disgusting. I did that and two weeks after I did I was being attacked by members of the board. I hadn’t done anything but post updates on the progress or the film and the members started getting personal and trashing the production and me personally as a writer.  Finally, I had enough and walked off the board. A week later members of the board hacked my My Space profile and erased all my information and posted Bloody-Disgusting banners. I complained to My Space and because of that the guy who ran the Bloody-Disgusting My Space profile started to attack me on my profile. He got kicked off My Space and Bloody-Disgusting banned me in retaliation, not that I’d want to go on there again. Anyway, I told my buddy Elissa Dowling about this. Soon after she started doing a lot of posts supporting Bloody-Disgusting. Also, friends of mine started telling me that a person calling themself  Razorected was going around chat rooms trashing me and Cory Stevens’ film. Hearing this I immediately suspected Elissa because her email at the time was razorected@spglobal.com. I contacted her about this and she immediately unfriended me on My Space and blocked me. Three months went by and “Razorected” continued her trashing of me and the film in chat rooms. Also, Bloody-Disgusting made Elissa one of their pinup girls and heavily promoted her films. At this point I decided Miss Z grade actress needed to be knocked down a few pegs. I decided rather than trashing her with lies I would hit her with the truth. I had known Elissa for three years and honestly she is a shitty actress (she still is). I had read a few reviews of her work and none were good at all. I decided I’d go around and pickup as many reviews I could on her films and post them in threads on message boards all over the internet under the title “Avoid like the Plague”. I found fifty reviews on the fourteen films Elissa had been in and posted them in twenty boards, including, unfortunately, Horror Yearbook. I even put up a challenge to people that if they found a good review of her work  I would close down the threads. Friends of Elissa’s started attacking my threads saying I was being unfair and acting like I actually wrote the reviews myself, which I constantly reminded them I didn’t. Finally,on Horror Yearbook, Wil Keiper came forward and offered to have his main reviewer, Dr Royce Clemins, check out one of Elissa’s films and see what he thought of her acting. I happily agreed, knowing for sure of the outcome. Initially, Dr Royce refused, saying he didn’t want to be involved, but two days later he reviewed Uli Lommel’s Black Dahlia, which Elissa stars in. His review was scathing. He called Elissa the most annoying actress he had had the dishonor of watching. I posted Dr. Royce’s review in “Avoid like the Plague” and said, honestly, I told you so. Immediately Wil and his crew started attacking me. Wil, who was also working with me and my business partner, Shane, to get us into the convention, Silicon, turned on us there and got us thrown out of the convention. Pissed by this, Shane got in on the Elissa thread and started defending me. At one point, Shane posted Elissa’s home address and phone number he found on the thread, which had been publically exhibited by Elissa herself on her website, Elissa Dowling.com. After that Wil and his crew started calling ME a creepy stalker and saying I was actually stalking Elissa Dowling, which was totally untrue. Then he and his buddies started posting pictures of John Wayne Gacy and saying because, according to them, I looked like Gacy it was proof I was a pervert and a serial killer. At this point, I’d had enough and I found a way to erase the thread and restart it. This royally enraged Wil and he and his crew escalated. I ended up leaving Horror Yearbook. I tried to delete all my threads I created, but Wil somehow stopped “Avoid like the Plague” from being deleted and he and his buddies continued to trash me on there. I just walked away.

Seven months later I was on the Horror Movie Fans message board. My friend Mandy Beltran, aka Dark Spider, had mysteriously disappeared and I had posted a thread asking if people knew anything or could help (At the time I did not know Wil Kieper and been involved). One of the people suggested that I have them interview me on their “Horror Yearbook podcast”. I told them I wanted nothing to do with anything with the name Horror Yearbook involved. This, of course, brought in Wil Keiper. He actually had the nerve to ask me what my problem was with him. After I told him, he started harassing me on Horror Movie Fans. He even tried to say that I stalked Mandy and that that was the reason she had disappeared and I was looking for her. At the time I was also working with my friend Ruhina, from The Daily Boost Coffee Bar, to do a charity event for St Baldricks, which supports child cancer research. Wil started posting that I was a pervert and child molester on Horror Movie fans. Also, after the St Baldricks event Wil and his buddies egged, shaving creamed, and toilet papered The Daily Boost because they didn’t like the fact that Ruhina served a special coffee drink at the event in honor of me called The Eric Morse Mocha. At this point, Wil crossed the line and used my personal information to start a profile on Horror Movie Fans under my real name of William Pattison (I post on message boards as Eric Morse). Using the William Pattison profile he started a series of perverted threads making me out as a lover of child porn and snuff films (which makes you wonder where he got the film titles and videos he posted on his threads). I found out because the arrogant fuck went on my Mandy Beltran thread and admitted to everything. He thought it was incredibly funny. I went to the head of Horror Movie Fans, Foo, and demanded the threads be taken down and Wil Keiper be banned. Foo, who I didn’t realize was Wil’s buddy, refused to do a thing and told me that I needed to get a thicker skin (I’ve heard that before). Then he said, “We love Wil Keiper here.” Then he told Wil that he could do whatever he wanted to me, that he didn’t care. After that I went to the FBI Cyber Crimes Unit, because as an author I am a public figure, and reported both Wil and Foo. Foo was forced to close the William Pattison profile and pull down all the threads Wil posted. Also, both Wil and Foo got served with notices that the FBI now had files open on them and if they pulled anything similar they could be put up on Federal charges.

After , Wil opened a new thread on Horror Yearbook  titled Hall of Honor: William Fattison, aka Eric Morse. On this thread to this day he continues the John Wayne Gacy bullshit, insults my podcasts, and even insults Mandy Beltran.

Also, when I had my first podcast, The Eric Morse Show, Wil kept trying to call in drunk and harass me and my co-host. He also continually disrupted my chat room. He got tired of doing this after four months and quit because I was constantly throwing him out. But to this day he and his friends keep sending me and my podcasts hate mail and letters telling me to kills myself, most of them saying “from your buddies at Horror Yearbook.”

So, here is our little moral of this blog post, don’t listen to the propaganda on the web. If you want to know me then you get to know me. I may have faults. I may be opinionated. But, I’m not the heartless monster or degenerate some of these people who have issues with me try to paint me as. You might actually find I’m light years better than what you’ve heard on the grapevine. All you have to do is give me a chance for once.

Oh, and here is a little song for those people who expect me to put on a fake happy face and pretend things are wonderful....This is for you.....

 

Monday, December 3, 2012

The S Words.....




Recently a friend of mine, who is a disabled veteran, was asking a celebrity for an autographed picture. This celebrity not only refused to give this person, who fought to protect our freedom, the autograph they said that they and others were sick of this veteran being a stalker and asking for freebies.
Now, let me be clear on this, though I thought this celebrity was being an asshat for  being so mercenary and denying this veteran his signature, I’m more pissed about this person daring to insult and libel this veteran by calling him a stalker.
The thing is I see this sort of thing a lot in the horror community, especially among low grade so-called actresses, poser scream queens, and zgrade horror hostesses. It seems like these inferior entertainers think that it gives them more creds if they can post on their Facebooks, My Spaces, and Google+s that they have lots of “stalkers”, because of course having stalkers means that you are really somebody among the horror social elite.
Now don’t get me wrong, there are actresses and celebrities or even minor celebrities who have had real honest to goodness stalkers. I, myself, had a woman who got me fired from my job, tried to burn the lawn on my house, tried to run down me and my niece, and left my cat skinned alive and dying on my front porch. This bullshit lasted for seven years and I ended up suing her ass over it. Also, look at Heather Langencamp (A Nightmare on Elm Street, New Nightmare) and her year of terror facing a stalker who was threatening her family. Or how about Adrienne King (Friday the 13th) who spent years in constant fear of a stalker, so much so she left the United States to get away. I love to see what Heather and Adrienne would think about these fucks calling every Tom, Dick, and Harry a stalker just because these people do something these bitches don’t like. One reason I thoroughly RESENT Elissa Dowling and Michelle Shields is because they both stabbed ME in the back then had the incredible nerve to call me a stalker, which is so totally unfair and out there in regard to anything I actually did to them. Oh, and given the FACT that I had to deal with the real thing it makes me want to blow every time I think about it.
In regard to Elissa, who I had been friends with for three years, she decided that she was going to sell me out to Bloody-Disgusting so that they would promote her crappy career. The thing is she actually got on messageboards and chats, under her nickname Razorected, and talked smack about me as a writer and against Cory Stevens film, which I was promoting at the time.  I decided she needed to get a taste of her own medicine, except I was going to stick to the truth. I went around the internet and copied every review I could find of her films and reposted them all together in multiple threads around the internet under the title “Avoid like the Plague”.  Ok, that wasn’t exactly nice. All her reviews were negative and showed her as a horrid actress who did twelve films with the worst director in horror, Ulli Lommel. Still, I didn’t write the reviews and they were honest third party reviews of her work…therefore the truth. Still, people including Elissa herself called me a stalker. Sorry, posting the truth isn’t being a stalker it’s being truthful. Now, onto Miss Michelle Shields. Michelle called me a stalker because she posted a reply to a friends post using her “secret” profile (Michelle M Shields) she created for her so-called “real friends” and I accidentally (I repeat ACCIDENTALLY, not that I was looking for it) found it, got curious and checked it out. On this profile Michelle says that her other profile (Michelle Shields)  is for people she “uses” for promotion. Well, people, I was of course not happy to learn this. For one thing I had known Michelle for ten years and had considered her a friend. Also when I was at the first Days of the Dead in Indianapolis Michelle was hanging out with me and The Wolf Pack a lot during the conventions and was even kissing on me on three separate occasions (This information is supported by the entire Wolf Pack in The Eric Morse Project radio show, The Truth). So, basically she played with my feelings in order to get me to support her. And, yes I supported her until I found the profile and also found out from that very profile that Michelle had a long term boyfriend (of course one I didn’t know about when she was shining my teeth with her tongue) because she had conveniently kept the information to herself and always posted her status as single on her other profiles. Anyway, I posted a non-gender, non-focused on Michelle note on Facebook about what people thought of actors and actresses who had long term relationships and played around with other entertainers or even fans at conventions. I had confided about the situation with Michelle to my friend, Henry, and he ended up calling Michelle out on it on a comment to the note. Michelle blamed me and blocked me. I apologized to her and she unblocked me a few days later. What I hadn’t known at the time was Michelle went off and royally started talking smack about me while I was blocked. She called me a stalker, a fat pervert, and even tried to make out that I had mental issues. She even said at the time that if I even tried to apologize for the situation “she would make me pay.” And she did. Even though I tried to be nice and bury the hatchet, so to speak, after she unblocked me she acted like a total bitch to me. Then some asshat started giving me shit and saying I and my crew never hung out with Michelle at Days of the Dead, though it was seen by everyone at the convention, and at one point Michelle said aloud in front of the Fangoria table that we, The Wolf Pack, were the coolest guys at the convention. Anyway, I got sick of the bullshit and posted a picture of Michelle hanging out at our table. Michelle posted on the picture that she wasn’t hanging out that she came over because Derek needed to ask her a question. In the picture she was clearly standing in front of me and looking towards me. So I posted that that was bullshit and that there were other pictures and videos showing her at our table a lot at that convention. She blew her stack called me and my crew delusional liars and blocked me again. And, according to a friend she once again insulted me on her profile, called me a delusional pervert, and a stalker again. So, guys out there who have sucked face with Michelle at a convention, if you brag and talk about your experience you’ll get called a delusional pervert and a stalker as a thank you for your snoogling. For you see, her boyfriend is stupid enough to believe everything she says so he remains totally clueless to her convention antics to this day…
The crux of the problem is that now a days women use the term stalker in the same way as the term sexual harassment. Again, I’m not saying that sexual harassment doesn’t exist. The truth is it does happen unfortunately and I feel bad for the women who go through this, but there are others, like people like Michelle Shields in regard to the word stalker, that use the term sexual harassment as a weapon to use against men.
I recall two blaring examples of this…One happened on the TV talk show Montel. Montel Williams was talking about sexual harassment and had a woman on the show who had actually been sued by six men she had worked with for falsely making false sexual harassment charges against them. Montel ended up asking her a couple very revealing questions. He asked her if, say, a guy she found attractive and had known at the office came up to her and casually asked her out to dinner would that be sexual harassment? She laughed and said of course that wasn’t sexual harassment. Then Montel asked her the same question but said it was a guy she didn’t find really attractive. She said that was definitely sexual harassment. Montel asked why, because after all the guy wasn’t being rude or aggressive and was just asking her casually. She said the guy needed to learn a lesson, not to bother her if he doesn’t meet her standards. I found that amusing. Another, similar situation happened to a teenaged boy who asked a popular girl at his school if she’d go with him to the prom. She went off on him and made an accusation of sexual harassment to the school. This got into the local paper and a church group in the town posted a picture of the kid and put him on their sexual predator website. That was in 1998 and the church refused to pull him off the website. Since then the guy’s family has been in a constant fighting this bullshit in court and the poor guy needs to register with the police if he moves, has been rejected for jobs, and deal with the rest of the stigma of being called a sexual harasser simply for asking a girl to the prom….nice.
So, here is the moral of this blog….unless you are being threatened and constantly being bothered or followed, or some person you work with is really being pushy and rude about wanting to get together with you or is expecting sexual favors for promotion the person in question is not a stalker or sexual harasser. So, if this is the case, you need to shut the fuck up and stop wrongly accusing these poor people as such. You are not cool or fabulous for doing this shit. You are just plain wrong. So get a fucking clue people…

Friday, November 2, 2012

The Wolf Pack Podcast needs your help....








Gore and Scares Everybody...This is William Pattison, aka Eric Morse, and The Wolf Pack and I are coming to you, the fans. We want to bring you the best grindhouse internet radio show on the net. This season we are changing the name of our show to The Wolf Pack Podcast, but we want to do better than that. We want to give you two hour shows done to the best of our abilities. In order to do that we are going to need funding for this seasons show. Without funding we are only going to be able to bring you half hour shows with only three audio files. In order to do this we have decided that you, the fans should adopt the show. Check to the right for contribution levels and help us bring you the best Wolf Pack Podcast possible...

http://www.indiegogo.com/thewolfpackpodcast



And here is some music to read by.....

 

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Respect and Consideration in The Horror Community



One of the Wolf Pack, Lucas Marlone, asked me if I ever thought of walking away from the horror community. I admitted to him that I have considered it on a number of occasions, but I end up stopping myself by thinking that I’m not going to let the shallow self involved fucks that made me consider that option win.
I mean look at the horror community as it is at present. You got convention organizers who think so much of themselves they’ve lost the concept of who they are doing these conventions for. It’s no longer for the horror fans to meet the various people of horror and learn more about the productions. No, now it is an ego trip so that they can invite only their friends and screw the public out of as much money as they can. That became obvious when I talked to John Dugan (Grandpa from Texas Chainsaw Massacre). John, who had the guts to speak out, said that convention organizers had banned him from a number of conventions simply because he asked the fans to request him. Sounds familiar. I’m in the same boat myself and I think it’s total bullshit.
Oh, and how about the scene itself? It’s not about how much blood and sweat you’ve given to horror. It’s what fucking “clubs” you belong to or who you’re brown nosing to get guest appearances on podcast or even articles on websites or horror magazines. Look at me I’m a six time published author, you would think I’d get invited on podcasts once in a while or once in a blue moon my books would be mentioned in regard to the Friday the 13th franchise, but no. I’ve seen Fangoria write article after article on the Friday the 13th comic books, Crystal Lake Memories, and even the fucking documentaries like My Name is Jason. But, The Camp Crystal Lake novels get treated like garbage.
The reason for this is because the horror community has been turned into a cheap brothel full of soulless whores. There is no consideration about respect or consideration anymore. If there was Reyna Young and Michelle Shields wouldn’t have come out of the crap they pulled on me smelling like roses. It wouldn’t be a situation where people I’ve know for seven years and showed nothing but respect and support turn their backs on me in favor of  the shallow assholes and their buddies who have hurt me. And, what about the independent filmmakers who came onto the scene and had such passion and enthusiasm and pluck. I made friends with them and supported them. Now they are all into themselves, post fifty pictures a day, and could care less about helping a friend with a half hour interview or even take two minutes on the phone to wish him well.  It is damned sad and pathetic when people you once highly respected show you they are nothing but scrounging brown nosers looking for the better deal and turning away from those who have honestly cared and supported them. I’ve seem this too much of this the last couple of years.
It’s no wonder in the past year alone I’ve seen a number of friends who have considered walking away from the horror community out of complete and utter disgust of what it has become. One and his family saw how I and my co-host Derek were being abused and lost hope and nearly walked. Another friend of mine, the senior editor of a horror site also walked away because she was tired of people acting like high school idiots. So, there you have it, horror community, you need to clean up your fucking act. Get out of the fucking dumps people and start building a community where respect and consideration mean something….


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Friday, October 12, 2012

No Value



Earlier today I was talking with my co-worker, PJ. We were chatting about how now a days I download most of my movies, due to my lack of funds, and how I miss all the extras they have on DVDs. PJ in answer to me said “I don’t know what your problem is to me all that is just crap and has no value.” I have to say my jaw dropped. I told him how I loved to watch “The Making of” videos and hearing the filmmakers’ thoughts on their film. Again, I got the same response that all of that material has no value.
Well, honestly, I’ve heard a lot of that in the horror community, especially from convention organizers. Seriously, you ask them about signing horror writers or horror screen writers you get the same attitude, it’s like you’re wasting their time, because in their eyes writers period are of way lesser value than filmmakers, actors, painted up scream queens, horror hosts, and documentary filmmakers.
I want to know when the fuck did writers lose their value and who the fuck made that decision? I mean give me a fucking break. I remember years ago when I would go to conventions, the old Fangoria Weekend and Creation conventions, that you had authors as regular guests. Hell, there used to be panels for horror and science fiction writers. Hell, screenwriters were treated like stars at the old conventions. I remember attending panels lead by Harlan Ellison, Ray Bradbury, and even by Dean Koonz. It was what inspired me to start writing.
 Think about this, assholes…What would Friday the 13th be without that wonderfully crafted script written by Victor Miller? Or how about Scream without the genius of screenwriter Kevin Williamson. Or Texas Chainsaw Massacre without writer Kim Henkel. Oh, and what about Halloween without John Carpenter and Debra Hill…Oh, but I forgot John Carpenter is also a filmmaker so he does have value. And, what about authors? Why is Bentley Little, who has been bleeding and writing his art for years, so inferior to some jackass who edits together film clips and interviews actors for a direct to video documentary on a film franchise? What makes them such stars over a person who sits in a room for months at a time ripping their soul apart and creating entire worlds and people in his mind and slaving to bring their vision to the world. Excuse me, but how fucking dare you arrogant pricks say such a thing. If it wasn’t for the dedication of writers the filmmakers, who you fucks so admire so much, would be sitting around shooting films of trains coming into stations. All writers are important to horror. They are way more important than the fucktards that put out My Name is Jason or Never Sleep Again. If it wasn’t for the dedication and sweat of screenwriters these fucks wouldn’t have any material to do their fucking documentaries about. Yet, unless a writer isn’t a Stephen King or Clive Barker they are considered trash by convention organizers and thus only worthy of a vendors table in the back of the vendor’s room. Fuck you, you arrogant bastards. It shows how totally fucked up the situation is that a number of writers ended up emptying their own pockets to put on their own gathering in Kentucky to connect with fans, because they were sick of being treated like garbage by convention organizers. Look at the world you ignorant fucks. Computer tablets and E books are on the rise. People are reading again. The written word is not dying, it is like a phoenix and being reborn, so in the world writers have value. The horror community, and especially convention organizers, need to keep up with the times…Give horror writers and screen writers the respect they deserve, because they have value....