Sunday, August 12, 2018

Back from the Dead

"time time time - see what's become of me" - Susanna Hoffs, also me

Once upon a time in Hollywood, I was an assistant who had a really bad breakup and started a gay horror blog - then the gay horror blog got me a job as a Development Executive at a horror cable network, which was like Videodrome but without problematic James Woods.  I had fun - people gave me things and I got to meet all my heroes (let me tell you: Heather Langenkamp is a CLASS ACT), but then the network shut down and no one would talk to me anymore (DM me and I'll name names - spoiler: they're all at Blumhouse now).

I stopped writing because horror movies stopped being fun and they stopped being gay, plus I lost at least a year to being a slut after I got on PrEP - but now we're stuck in the dredges of summer (don't trust anyone who likes August) and I think we could all use a little something special to get us motivated for better days.  So, here I am - it's just another Sunday night of dreading work tomorrow.  I'm here at home, minding my business, trying to figure out how to lose 15 pounds by September using myfitnesspal and I'm watching FRIGHT NIGHT for Drew Mackie's podcast and guess what...

I'm inspired.  It's been almost ten years since I started this blog.  The world is different, but we are still starved for queer representation.   I'm a little older, a little wiser and, starting here and now, I'm officially back to continue my exploration of the gay horror films that made me who I am and the films that continue to inspire and disappoint.

It's good to see you again.
Joe Seely, I'll call you tomorrow.


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