Vampires. I know, I know–I always seem to be talking about them here. Not the sparkly ones, not the infamous Count, not the myriad of angst-ridden near-vamps in recent science-fiction and paranormal…
Articles by Brandy Schillace
A few months ago, I wrote a short series titled Approaching Death as a way of exploring grief rituals for my upcoming book with Elliott and Thompson (DEATH’S SUMMER COAT). Regardless of…
Tessa Harris, author of the Devil’s Breath, a Thomas Silkstone mystery, recently wrote about the killer fog of 1783 on my other blog, the Fiction Reboot. Tessa’s marvelous story-telling, coupled with her…
HEAD HUNTERS OF GRIEF? Among the Ilongot people of the Northern Philippines, it was common to headhunt during the “rage of bereavement.” Upon the loss of a loved one, the men of…
Medical history so often includes intersections and byways that seem to take us into folklore, fiction, and the Gothic imagination itself. While researching “monstrous” births from the early 1800s, I came across…
Imagine, if you will, a low stone slab. Upon it, dimly lit and un-preserved, is a three-day-old corpse going slowing rancid in warm the summer night. This, young surgeon, is your textbook….