“Dear Santa”: The Lost 1989 Manuscript

HAPPY HOLIDAYS! Against my better judgment, for a gift I give you this Christmas story -- "Dear Santa" -- a long lost manuscript of the very first horror story I ever sold (to GAS magazine in 1989), but which ultimately never saw print. On the one hand, this is old and amateur enough to be most embarrassing. On the other hand, I think I've made a career of embarrassing myself. Enjoy? "Dear Santa" - a lost 1989 manuscript by Michael Arnzen (If you cannot read the above, see if you can click on the "view fullscreen" link at the top…

Behind the Halloween Fire

Happy Halloween! Here's a treat: "Behind the Halloween Fire": original widescreen desktop wallpaper art available at the Arnzen Flickr Gallery, or click on the image above and then save to your computer. Don't forget: the Halloween Haiku Contest ends tonight (Oct 31st, 2010) at Midnight eastern.  Enter a haiku caption to one of the images in my "Scrawl" gallery for your chance to win a free copy of the new Richard Matheson tribute anthology, He Is Legend (which includes my story, "She Screech Like Me"), along with a surprise treat.  Be sure to read the haiku there for some fun…

Attack of the Bleu Man Group – Exclusive Halloween Audio Story

ATTACK OF THE BLEU MAN GROUP by Michael A. Arnzen (3.33 mins) [audio:Michael%20A.%20Arnzen_Gorelets.com_1_Bleu%20Man%20Group.mp3] DOWNLOAD .mp3 (3.4 mb) Happy Halloween! For a surprise treat this year, I am releasing a new humorous zombie story, exclusively in audio format, called "Attack of the Bleu Man Group." It's a wacky musical number, as much as a bizarro fiction reading, in the style of Audiovile. Without giving too much away, I'll just say two things about it: 1) yes, I meant to spell it "bleu," and, 2) "zombie mimes in black berets"!  Just crank up your speakers and press the red play button above.…

TWEET AT THE DEVIL

He's the geek screaming lonely in the night 'Cuz he can't reload the pa-ay-age He's the tear in your eye When you lose your Wi-Fi He's the hash in your tag He's faved And he's the fantasy wife That's wasting your life And spamming you to the ground But on the pages of Twitter We'll type and deliver Be short. And waste time... Tweet! Tweet! Tweet! Tweet at the Devil! Tweet! Tweet! Tweet! Tweet at the Devil! He's the follower you hate And you won't reciprocate But he will not be ignore-or-ored He follows you to the grave When you…

Brian Keene Must Die

Horror author Brian Keene is being massacred today by writers across the globe...fictionally, of course, and in the name of drumming up donations to the Shirley Jackson Award society. Here's my unsolicited and wholly unwarranted contribution, written impulsively just a few moments ago, because I like Brian and I like the Shirley Jackson Awards. Be sure to click over to Keene's website, where there are plenty of entertaining alternatives by numerous twisted writers. All in good fun! BRIAN KEENE MUST DIE "And then his face caved in." Brian Keene leaned back in his rickety old chair and evaluated the sentence.…