“As we sat down to our scrambled eggs, we heard a great crash and a scream. Our family rushed into the living room to find my Grandma Dalton lying in a heap amid the ruins of the Death Star. My brother and I rushed past her to the shattered remains of our precious play set.” Corey Michael Dalton reflects.
“By all accounts, Briley Bryant was a beautiful child, a coffee-colored cupid crowned with a halo of dark curls. But it wasn’t just his beauty that impressed, it was his soul.” A Mythic Indy story by Corey Michael Dalton.
“As a lifelong comic book fan, I’ve long known that for every one Spider-Man there are at least 10 Arm Fall Off Boys.” Corey Michael Dalton picks his lamest superheroes.
“Who doesn’t love a good mash-up? After all, there’s a reason why Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups are turning 85 this year!” Corey Michael Dalton mashes up a Punchlist.
“When crafters use toilet paper rolls as one of their principal ingredients, they usually end up making nonfunctional binoculars or poorly painted cardboard castles. But not French artist Anastassia Elias, oh no!” Corey Michael Dalton critiques some TP art.
“’There’s a dead person in here,’ I blurted. I had done a good job of suppressing my emotions up to that point, but saying the words made the situation suddenly, alarmingly real.” New fiction by Corey Michael Dalton.
Rock gets bluegrassed, He-Man gets hip, Doctor Who gets really, really good, and an X-Men movie is better than you’d expect. Recommendations from Corey Michael Dalton.
One reviewer is practically in line for the sequel; the other is peculiar. Find out who’s who.
“Look, I appreciate that you don’t speak much English. I don’t speak much Hindi, either. Regardless, I have been standing right in front of you for the past 10 minutes.”