Alex Pagliuca

To write, for me, more often than not, is to attempt to give form to what wants to come pouring out in an unintelligible torrent of emotional, psychological and/or intellectual magma. It needs to be channeled into a mold before it cools and have its rough edges sanded off when it does, so that it's

I need to make a few things clear. The first is that the people who love me and care about me and may read this should not be worried. I’m okay. I’m better today than I was six months ago or a year ago. This is part of me moving to a new phase in my life, one which will involve you not having to que

I know I’m not alone in having been a child whose love of all things related to horror fiction was incomprehensible to the majority of people in their lives. If I had a dime for ever person who said, “I don’t know how you can like that stuff,” I’d be regarded as an independently wealthy eccentric wi