Book Review: Ghost by John Ringo

Ghost starts off like a Tom Clancy novel meets post-9/11 revenge fantasy. Mike, the main character, is on a college campus pretending to be mysterious by scaring college girls while standing in the shadows. He observes a girl get snatched by kidnappers and immediately goes after them. Unfortunately for those criminals, they don’t realize he’s a former Navy SEAL who hates terrorists.

The book is in basically three parts: Mike stops human traffickers by accident, Mike stops terrorists in the Caribbean, and Mike tracks weapons dealers in Eastern Europe. At least, for the last part I think that’s what his goal is. He kind of meanders and lies a lot so it’s hard to tell.

John Ringo is a solid writer and his prose really shines, however the dialogue can often be eye roll inducing. There’s also a lot of over the top fantasy-fulfillment moments. At one point in part one, Mike saves a room full of naked trafficking victims who in turn exhibit obvious lust towards their savior. Mike also actually kills Osama bin Laden (this is post 9/11)!

I would say this is the most sexual of Ringo’s work (that I’ve read so far). I was a big fan of both his Poseleen War work and the Troy Rising trilogy. However, one of the major themes of this work is how sexually frustrated Mike is. There’s a few long sex scenes as well. There’s a section in part two from page 211 until around page 345 where Mike is meeting, talking to, and seducing two college girls. I read through it… but man it was a lot. It’s a bit excessive, but that’s John Ringo.

The best thing John Ringo does is action, and boy is there some solid action scenes in all three parts. If you’re looking for an edgier Tom Clancy or Brad Thor novel, this is perfect for you. If you’re expecting deep political thinking or complex character development you won’t get it here.

On the subject of characters, Mike comes off as a bit unlikeable. For lack of a better term, he forces himself on someone late in the novel. It’s set up earlier but it still comes off as a shocking scene. It also makes Mike seem unredeemable.

Personally, I enjoyed the story, but you need to know what kind of story it is before you get into it. If you like military action, sex, and early 2000’s escapist fantasy, then this is the book for you. If you shy away from work of a sexual nature, then I would definitely recommend avoiding this one.


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Poetry: “Small Town Church”

Hallowed words echo from memories on dusted wood
Peaceful lives pass quickly, faster than the building stood
An empty hall by human eyes
Burdens on the staff baptized
Members buried in graves
By white wooden staves

Memories warm in now cold halls
The pastor, wrinkled and gray, prays away the fall
Sisyphean by men’s hearts
His wife keeps praying for her part
As her husband devotes
To keep Theseus’ boat afloat

New ears come to hear
New eyes to baptized
Light that shines from stained glass
Light that always lasts

But the pastor is buried in the same land
He placed his members by hand

But the church continues
The words continue


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Poetry: “Better Off”

I knew a guy who had a lot
Great job, good friends, and youth on top
But then he let his eyes go wander
And was the other man and then a father

They had a child together
And he lost his leadership role and business trips

Last I saw him smile at me
Wrinkles carved around his lips
He even lost his youth
And was no longer free

Yet his eyes he held up
Like he was better than me


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Poetry: “The Man in the Mirror”

The man in the mirror stands behind me
but always just out of view
from the corner of my eye I see
but can never focus on to

I thought he looked a lot like me
but as I kept saw him more
the man in the mirror stood closer
and looked different than before

He used to be familiar
but now he seems grotesque
like a melting statue in a wax museum
a bulbous, overblown mess

This morning he was there again
but this time right behind
odd that my reflection moved
with his dance this time


Just a quick, creepy poem.

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Story Review: The Repairer of Reputations by Robert W. Chambers

The King in Yellow is a collection of stories with the tied in element being the titular King in Yellow, which at times is a symbol, a mythical being, or a play/story. The King in Yellow is often symbolized by his sign, which is also an element in some of the stories.

Before I break down the first story in some minimal detail, let me tell you that I think all the stories in this book are great. Some are better than others, and some barely even feel like they fit the theme (if there is a theme). Ultimately, the book is a good read and I recommend it if you like Lovecraft or weird fiction in general. If you don’t know what weird fiction is, read my article describing my thoughts on it. If you’re already a fan, I recommend my friend Matthew Pungitore’s work if you’re a fan of that kind of literature.

The book I had was a 2018 reprint by Minerva Publishing, featuring eight stories. Anyways, the story I wanted to talk about is the first one in that set, “The Repairer of Reputations”.

This story begins with the author reading the play The King in Yellow as he recovered from a head injury. He’s bothered by the play, but reads it anyways. Once he gets to a certain point he tosses it into a fire, but immediately grabs it and rereads it like a mad man. The author explains its was the 1920s and the first scene afterwards is him visiting a blacksmith named Hawberk. He sees there Constance Hawberk and discusses a man named Mr. Wilde, who is the “repairer of reputations”. He also has an interaction with a Dr. Archer.

The author of the story is named Hildred. He goes to find Mr. Wilde and attempts to use Mr. Wilde’s long stories about conspiracies to take over the United States as a king. It’s an obviously false story Mr. Wilde is telling, but Hildred isn’t in the right state of mind. He thinks his cousin Louis, who is Constance’s fiancé, is in his way. So he tells Louis that he killed Dr. Archer, but when Hildred returns to Mr. Wilde’s he accidentally hurts Wilde with a knife. At least, I think that’s what happens. The end of the story is confusing because Hildred has lost the plot.

As Hildred is taken away by the police Constance is crying in the doorway. Did Hildred actually kill anyone? What exactly happened?

This story was excellent, and probably the best of the bunch. It’s confusing at times, but that’s because the author is losing his grip on reality. He’s constantly talking about becoming king and the Yellow Sign. At one point he puts on a crown, and Louis sees it as something cheaper than he said to the reader. The real question is: was he losing his mind because of the head injury he received or because he read the play The King in Yellow?


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Poetry: “The Horseman in Mist”

The most famous ghost that sits on a horse
is the headless horseman from old folklore,
but he isn’t the only one I know to exist
for I’ve seen with my eyes ‘the Horseman in Mist’.

I drank at a local bar, an autumn night after dark,
I had some time to blow before walking the park.
I spent my nights there playing pool, having talks.
Oh who do I kid? I was drinking on rocks.

My friend Jason tried to warn me his way
from walking the park on that very day.
He said it was haunted on nights such at that,
but I blew the man off and threw on my hat.

I wandered the path through the old wooded park
and noticed the moon stayed away so it got pretty dark.
I tried to keep walking, thinking how the land laid,
and I followed a path, figuring out the right way.

Then the moon popped back out,
and a clearing formed there,
and I saw a black rider
with long silver hair.

I stopped and I stood there, the fog of my breath
puffing clouds of uncertainty this way and that.
But the rider himself stood on horse hooves in mist
the specter holding a saber with a skeleton’s wrist.

Turning and running was all I could do
from the ghost of the horseman in mist then I flew
but try as I might, the mist wrapped around tight
and the horse’s cold breath felt like dark of the night.

Out of the park I ran with a sprint,
and found lit street lamps, paved roads, and steel’s glint.
So I let out a sigh and turned to look back
there he was, riding there: the horseman in black.

He locked eyes with me
and I saw his pale face
then he turned with his horse
and drifted out of that place.

I wondered if the drink rattled my brain,
or the walk gave me some kind of pain.
I tried to rationalize it as best as I could,
but I’ll tell you the truth: since then, I avoid the woods.


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Book Review: Long Live the Pumpkin Queen by Shea Ernshaw

I bought this book on a whim as a fan of A Nightmare Before Christmas. I’ve always loved the look of that film, and thought this book would be an interesting read. However, I immediately regretted my decision. No, it wasn’t the book itself… it was more having to carry the book through the store and parking lot to my car. It almost felt like the entirety of the area locked onto my book and were judging me harshly for wanting to read a Sally-focused sequel to a children’s movie about Halloween and Christmas.

But I bought it. And honestly, it wasn’t bad.

Now right off the bat, this might not be for you. Honestly, my audience is a mixed bag on this site, anything from poetry enthusiasts to pulp story lovers. If you fall into that niche of people who liked A Nightmare Before Christmas and enjoys Young Adult books, this might be right up your alley.

So the story is a direct sequel to the movie. It picks up shortly afterwards with Sally and Jack getting married. However, that means she’d be the Pumpkin Queen, a royal figure over Halloween Town. This is, of course, not in the movie, but it adds an interesting royal aspect to an otherwise familiar environment. The fan favorite characters reappear from the witches, vampires, the mayor, and others.

On their honeymoon, Sally and Jack travel to several places, but prominently is the Valentine’s Town with its own Queen Ruby Valentino. However, it doesn’t last long and soon Sally must return and prepare for her duties. It’s this aspect that shows us Sally’s main motivation in the story: she’s nervous about being a queen. This leads Sally to attempt to run away, but end up in one of the doorways and release something (I suggest playing Metallica at this part). Now all of the holiday residents end up falling under a spell and it’s up to Sally to figure out what’s going on. The story progresses perfectly fine, but there’s a few revelations I thought were a bit unnecessary.

I have a few issues with the story. Jack sort of drifts in and out of the story as the plot needs, without much explanation, then he disappears altogether. There’s also the addition of the royalty element which seemed like, in the movie, it was only a title given to Jack for being the best Halloween planner in the entire town. However, it’s now a literal king and queen.

However, there’s a lot that I like. The way it’s told from Sally’s perspective gives the story a better grounding than if it was from Jack’s. She just wanted to marry Jack, not be a queen. Likewise, the world and environments are so interesting that it ties the whole story together. There’s a suggestion of Ancient Realms that predate the holidays, and gives the whole story some interesting worldbuilding.

Overall this story is good. A lot of people complain online that it reads like a fanfiction, but what would you expect from a book sequel to a hit film? The author does her best to nail the feeling of the original, and even through it feels like a Hot Topic kid’s daydream, I like it.


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October Reading List/Recommendations – 2023

It’s officially October, which means we get to dig into the horrible, the frightening, and even just the grotesquely interesting. I have here a list of books or stories I thoughts sounded interesting and you might also enjoy. I have read most of them before, but they still delight me to this day.

The Report of Mr. Charles Aalmers by Matthew Pungitore

My friend Matt released this book back in 2021 and it’s become one of my favorites in its genre. Matt wrote several stories all with his unique brand of weird tales. If you like creepy stories, the weird tales kind, then this is a perfect match for you. Given the holiday, you can’t go wrong picking it up. You can find this book on Amazon, and there’s still time before Halloween!

English Victorian Poetry ed. Paul Negri

This is a great collection of poetry from the time period, and several of the poems have a perfect feel for the month of October. I’ll admit some of my own poems ripped off the feel of some of these, but there’s nothing like the originals. This collection is small and can be found affordably.

Creep, Shadow! by A. Merritt

I first read this book as a text file on the computer. Sounds odd, but it gripped me regardless of tangible pages. To be honest, Merritt may be one of my favorite authors period, as evidenced by my prior reviews of his work. While I could have recommended The Moon Pool here, I think Creep, Shadow! has its own brand of October feel to it.

Small Worlds by Misha Burnett

You might recognize that name. That’s right, Misha has become well known for the Five Pillars of Pulp Revival Stories in recent days (partially because of my blog post exploding on Google for some reason). Misha is a great author, and I’ve read a lot of his work over the years. Small Worlds looks to be no exception, and I know it’s on my reading list this year, and I think it should be on yours. The book is available on Amazon.


Well, there’s my list for now.

I show some true crime on the image above, but I won’t be recommending them, really. It takes a specific kind of person to not get impacted by that, and I supposed I’m one of those types. I wouldn’t want to make someone bring that negativity into their life if they don’t need to.

Anyways, enjoy the upcoming holidays!

– Frank

Poetry: “Death Came for Him One Day”

Death came for him one day
seeking to carry him away
but when Death looked inside of his house
the man scurried away like a mouse

He ran then swiftly
and Death walked on stiffly
all his life Death was kept at bay
and he was happy for decades until one day

Another person he met while outside
needed help to keep up their stride
he felt bad for them, and lifted ’em onto his back
but that was when Death came to attack

Death kicked in the door and ran in, all black
and the man couldn’t flee due to weight on his back
“It’s not fair,” he frowned. “They’re weighing me down!”

Death laughed, “My friend, they’re always behind you.
Age will grab on even if I can’t find you.”


I figured a good way to kick of October is with another nice spooky poem…

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Poetry: “The Bed Cradles”

the bed cradles
the head of those
who work hard

the mind wanders
from the work of those
who try in life

the work pesters
the feet of those
who walk the path

the feet ache
beneath the gaze of those
who know their direction

the gaze holds
in the head of those
who stay true to their convictions


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