Thursday, May 22, 2014


After a long hiatus, I'm back blogging. We'll see how long, though. Terribly busy with my own business and co-producing horror films with DeadFi Productions. Our found footage trilogy Dead Static is still in post-production, we are looking forward to the release date this October 27th, 2014. So let's kick this thing off with a poem by Langston Hughes.
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore- and then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over-
Like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags like a heavy load
Or does it just explode?

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