S. L. Skinner

S.L. Skinner is a horror film enthusiast and poet. Interests include cryptid taxidermy, palmistry, bibliomancy, canning pickled punks, kung fu movies, and fine art appreciation.

When not sewing the good part of a unicorn to the bad part of a griffin, the author enjoys: horror anime, indie anthologies, old copies of Fangoria with questionably sticky pages, playing exquisite corpse, and all things Tom Savini.

Skinner cultivates a chupacabra sanctuary near Marfa, Texas off Pinto Canyon road. The author practices shibari goat roping in their spare time as a form of active meditation, and as a way to nurture the cryptids in the nature preserve. Next door you can visit the Cabrito BBQ joint and taste their tangy, secret sauce.

All haikus were composed under full moonlight in the author's writing nook nestled in a cave in the rugged canyons of the Chinati Mountains. On dark nights you can see the flickering projection of old Roger Corman movies against the cliff face. If you tune in your car stereo just right, you might get sound.

With a mug of hot witches' brew and smoldering desire to review 100 horror movies, Skinner's poetic take on scary cinema ranges from silent film serial killers to post-modern murder-fests, and features frightening films in dialects from around the globe that speak the universal human language of fear, revulsion, and horror.