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Faith Based Horror?

11/25/2020

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I will occasionally get asked how I correlate my passion for faith and the genre of horror in which I write.  Rather than give examples in Scripture of beheadings, crucifixions, stoning, hangings, demonic possessions, dismemberments…shall I go on?  I will attempt to present my premise which I feel may be more practical in an everyday approach to the question.  My answer, if given proper consideration, may be surprisingly simple yet be intricately provocative.  In my humble opinion, life in all of its amazing and complex expressions, is in itself, a live action horror film and God is the director!  Anyone alive in 2020 can surely attest to that fact. 

Now that is not to say that God is casting us as mere pawns in some life and death struggle against evil.  The fall of humanity at the Garden of Eden already set the stage for the plot.  But since we have now been cast as actors in this film, without a choice I must add, we must play our parts.  Yes, the script is already written and we have our lines.  The question then becomes, are we adequate actors for the roles we each play?

When people speak of or mention horror, most, but of course not all, associated images are of a crazed lunatic yielding an axe or chainsaw chasing helpless victims sure to meet their demise in violent and gruesome ways.  I stop and wonder why?  Not why the film or book or was written, but the real questions becomes why is that murderer, psycho, creature, etc. behaving that way.  Is there a demonic force or evil energy that is provoking those actions?  Yes, and the answer is Satan and his horde of demons that want nothing more than to wipe the smile off of your face and fill your life with destruction and chaos.

Each day there are forces out to destroy us.  Whether they be physical, emotional, or psychological, there are dark elements remaining from the legacy of sin that was born eons ago.  They are our enemies and they stalk us relentlessly (as roaring lions) seeking to devour us and everything we hold dear.  If that is not horrific, I am not sure what does qualify?  Only by God’s grace and mercy are we able to survive their unalterable, malevolent pursuits.
To further expound in short, horror then, because we are living it daily, teaches us and reminds us that we in a battle for our lives.

2 Corinthians 6:9
…we live close to death, but we are still alive. We have been beaten, but we have not been killed. NLT

So then, if we are cast into this film, we must know the ending, yes?  The script, (God’s Word) clearly states that we do survive and are actually more than conquerors because of the benefactor of this film. 
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Can faith and horror coexist?  They seem to have been intermingled since the beginning of time and will be until Christ’s return.  Your part is cast and the director has called, “Action!”  Remember your lines and know there is a happy ending if you stick to the script!
JZ
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When The Dog Bites, When The Bee Stings

3/17/2020

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I think you may recognize that portion of lyrics from the song, My Favorite Things from The Sound of Music.  And, unless you’ve recently awakened from a comatose state, you may have heard humanity is in the midst of one of the most challenging and uncertain times in recent history. 

What do the two have in common?  Much. 

If I were to viciously and unrepentantly take away food from my dog’s mouth as he was eating, I would naturally expect him to bite me.  If I were to take branch from a tree and poke at a bee’s nest, it would be safe to assume, I’d be stung a few times.  Right now, the dog is biting and the bee is stinging.  Metaphorically speaking, "food" is being taken out of our “mouths” and the "sting" hurts – very badly.  Not the disease itself that is hurting so much, but people - relenting to selfish and gluttonous measures to hoard items and even attempting to make a profit from a horrific situation - are biting and stinging and hurting each other.    

This virus has killed many people and for that there is no recourse unfortunately, only remorse and reconciliation.  I am thinking of us that are here and face the threat, challenge, and fear of uncertainty daily.  These microbes have disrupted, modified, distressed, and brought once daily routines to a screeching halt. For now, life as we have known it has changed.  We do however, have choices until things return to normal.  Choices that will make an impact or cause a failure.  We can stick together, help each other, and work as one collective unit, or we can go off and “fend for ourselves.”  We can bite and sting each other, or we help and heal the broken and needy.  We can distress and live in a constant state of paranoia, or we can take a deep breath and count our blessings for the things we do have.  When I go home to my family, these are my favorite things, and then I don’t feel so bad. 

How about you?  What are some of your favorite things?  Why not take a minute to reflect on them and the one who gave them to you?  Maybe then, things won’t feel so bad when the dog growls and the bee needs to be swatted away.   

When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad

Disclaimer:
Please feel completely and totally obligated to blame me when this song gets lodged into your thoughts today!
JJZ
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Mr. Bitterstone

9/23/2019

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I thought for this time around, I would share a short poem I had written.  Poetry is usually not my forte, however, I attempted to take a "stab" at something a bit different as I work on a few simultaneous projects.  For me it was a nice little diversion in exploring Proverbs 10:6  "The words of the wicked hide a violent nature."  I' would love to hear your thoughts or comments!

JZ


Mr. Bitterstone
By John J. Zelenski
 
 
Upon a thorny hill does Mr. Bitterstone design, a trek of devious devices
A tinge of crimson wind is blowing strong, a single trail of red entices
 
The sullen door awaits its guest of horror, no climatic entrance theme required
A vile stench above reproach is buoyant, adrift a sea of petulant desires
 
A single thread of daylight confounds an otherwise but ominous temptation
Her dying wish on threadbare wings, invites the darkness she now embraces
 
At last he stands before her, pain doused in venom ignite the coals of evil swallowed
The godforsaken shell of unrepentant anger, paves the road to tread the valley hollow
 
A final act of cowardice, with vengeance, a gruesome blow in vain he now bestows
For she wields the unsuspecting dagger, and befalls the troubled Mr. Bitterstone
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When The Lights Go Out

3/8/2019

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​Recently, I experienced a brief electrical power outage due to a transformer that had malfunctioned.  The blackout was only a few hours, and eventually the initial hum of electricity flowing back into the building made it seem like nothing really ever had happened.  The lights came on and everything went back to normal.
Now of course, something did happen.  There was a period of darkness where not a whole lot of things could be done until the electricity was restored.  The darkness was eerie at times, especially when making my way around dark corners of the hallways, until I could see the emergency lighting ahead.  It was those few hours without power made me think, the times in our life when we suffer, when money is low, and our health fails us, the lights are out – but just temporarily.  Power will be restored in time, as long as you are in good standing with the supplier of the power.  When times are the darkest, I think we often forget that this is only temporary, whether that means a few days, weeks, or even years.  But things will be restored and the lights will come back on.  Just hang in there. 
“…weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.”  Psalm 30:5
So the next time the lights go out, have your flashlight ready, (faith) look for the emergency lighting, (prayer) and rest in the comfort of knowing that the lights will be back on soon. 
Now where did I leave my keys……?
 
JZ
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All (Good) Things Must Come To An End

11/30/2018

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Geoffrey Chaucer is credited with the original use of this phrase.  Perhaps he was having a good year?  Speaking for myself, I’d like to eliminate the “Good” from that phrase and simply say “Good riddance to 2018.”
Now I’m not saying that 2018 was a bad year in every possible way, however there are major portions I would love to forget.  The unexpected gallbladder surgery, actually make that two surgeries in two days, was an episode I’d like to put into the mental shredder.  This unforeseen hospital stay not only was draining on the wallet, but also on the emotional scale.  I was forced to miss an author award event that required the author to be present in order to secure a win.  Maybe next year?  We’ll see.
Rain.  And lots of it. It seems to me like it rained for days at a time this summer and when it wasn’t raining, the air was so drenched with humidity and heat, there wasn’t that many nice days to enjoy outdoors.  Oh, and nearly a foot of snow in mid-November, let’s not forget that one, with dozens of cars being stuck on the side of road during rush hour, much resembling a snowy, winter apocalypse.   
On a more personal note, I lost a person I really cared about and knew since I was a child.  So many things left unsaid, and so many questions left unanswered. 
 Does it seem like I am just complaining?  Maybe a bit.  I think it is okay every now and then to look back and analyze the past, whether good or bad.  To be honest, personal reflections actually causes one to realize all of the good things that are taken for granted by the individual.  Dwelling on the negative is something I don’t want to do, as there are many, many good things in store for 2019.  One will be the re-release of my book, The Journal of Ezekiel Walker through Peasantry Press. And maybe, just maybe, there will be the fulfillment of a dream of mine (with God’s help) to have one of my books turned into a feature film.  More on that in the upcoming months.
God has a plan, and not all of it will be to my liking, I’m sure.  Whatever 2019 brings, I know I won’t be going through it alone.  And that’s something I can always be thankful for!
Goodbye 2018, it’s been real!
JZ
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Rainy Days and Fridays Always Get Me...

4/6/2018

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For most of us, the Spring means rainy days and much anticipation towards the warmer (and hopefully) drier days.  We've had our fair share of wet and snowy times recently and with it much cooler air as well.  Seems like Winter does not want to let go, but that's OK, isn't it?  It just means that when the warm air does arrive, we can appreciate it that much more....hopefully without complaint.  

And what about Friday?  The day we all wait for only to let it evaporate into the weekend which then melts quickly into Monday.  If I sound melancholy, I really am not...maybe just more reflective?  Perhaps thinking about how little we take notice of and how much we take for granted.  The last half hour of your life that passed by has come and gone and you' will never be able to get it back to redo.   Was it productive?  Was it meaningful?  Only you and I can answer individually, but collectively we can look toward the next half hour we have been given.  Take it and hold onto it.  Make it your time, whatever that means to you.  Treasure what you have been given and work toward the things you want. Your time is at hand! 

By the way, it is Friday and don't forget to take your umbrella...

JZ
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The Write Stuff

6/12/2017

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I am sometimes asked what makes for a great story.  That can be a difficult question to answer because there is no one, single element that makes a story great, it is actually several pieces that all must come together to fit perfectly and in order.  In this post, I'll  cover what I believe are the crucial and basic pieces that are necessary to build your story and make it great.  There are of course, other traits that make stories unforgettable, however due to space and time limitations (is that lunch calling?) I'll limit this writing to the top three pieces I feel are most important.   
Like anything that is built, it must first start with a foundation.  The basic bare-bones structure if you will.  That can mean a simple idea that has crossed your thoughts on more than one occasion, to a detailed journal outlining the plan to your story.  I have used both and the two can be very useful in developing the path to where your story is headed.  You don’t necessarily have to have the end of your story completed in full detail when you begin to write, however, you probably should have a plan as to where you envision the overall story coming to a climax.  Things will undoubtedly change as you write, then re-write and rewrite again, but the overall structure should remain intact, as you continue to lay floors and hang the dry wall. 
The next integral part of creating a great story is actually my favorite part of writing and it is the one element that can hinge on whether or not your story succeeds.  It is character development.  Why is it important? Well, when you think back to your favorite movie and remember the best or most memorable quote from that movie, you always remember who said the line.  An unforgettable character or characters is essential in building the plot, but also crucial in grabbing the reader's attention and not letting go.  Readers become emotionally attached to characters they can relate to feel compelled to read on until that last and final page is turned.   I think of character development as the plumbing and electrical components of a building.  Absolutely essential. 
The final part really goes along with the foundational element, but on a much deeper level.  Conflict and resolution.  The yin and yang.  The struggle and hope.  Without a story having some type of conflict that your character or characters confront and face head on a human level, your story most likely will not be believable and appealing to your audience.  People want to know that they are not alone in this daily struggle we call life.  By having some type of conflict and possible resolution (if your story calls for it) your reader knows they have a  character who is going through something that is difficult, maddening, or scary (what I like) and requires forces greater than their own to overcome these issues.  The human level we all live on.  That's not to say your story cannot take place if the deepest and darkest of jungles or in the vacuum of outer space.  Conflict is conflict no matter where you face it.  Yep, time to put on the roof. 
...now if someone can help me patch a hole in my wall? 

jz 
 
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Wind of Change

12/6/2016

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I love that old song by The Scorpions from 1990.  I can almost hear the whistling now, can you?  It reflected a very real set of changes I was facing at that time. Leaving high school, deciding on college or the workforce, career path, finding a girlfriend (my wife can attest to that one) and the list can go on.  
 
Change.

It it inevitable, it is often for the best, and it can be difficult to deal with at the beginning, yet it doesn't have to be scary. Change really, is just moving from one place to another - emotionally, spiritually, or physically.  It's the moving part that is the hardest to cope with from my perspective.  Fear of the unknown is one of humanity's greatest obstacles to overcome.  What exactly is waiting around the comer?  Will I lose what I have?  Will my new situation afford me the same luxury I've grown accustomed to?  

Ah... I think I've hit a nerve!  The comfort factor.  Yes, we are creatures of comfort and really do not like to be disturbed. I can understand that, especially when it's cold outside, and that thick, warm comforter is telling you to stay put.  But what if we never moved from our current location and just decided to stay in bed?  Besides obviously making an eventual mess of your bed and yourself, there would be no warm shower, no smiles from the outside world to greet you, ......no leaving high school, no finding your career, and no finding your soulmate.  

Change is not always comfortable at first, but you will adapt - until the next set of changes comes along.

Can you hear the winds of change calling your name?  

JZ
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A Chill In The Air

9/23/2016

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​What a warm summer it has been. 
Lots of heat and sun with buckets of swampy, thick humidity.  Gallons of iced tea and sitting by the pool was the plan of action for many.  But change is coming.  Change as in the shorter days, which have already started, along with cooler nights the first sighting of light, fall jackets.  The air will soon have a crisp, but gentle bite that lets us know we are still among the living, evidenced by frosty breath and chilly fingers. 
In one way, it will be nice to break out the heavier clothes and feel the warmth of a soft, flannel shirt, on a cold and dark morning.  But yet, I doubt many of are looking forward to scraping car windows when we are already late for work or getting the kids off to school.  Not much fun at all.  So what to do?
Nothing.
There isn’t much we can do to change the seasons by our own accord or make the summer last forever.  So it is with life I suppose.  There are seasons of warm sun and there are seemingly endless days of cold winter.  But remember, those days won’t last forever.   Perhaps we should just soak in what makes each season so special and be thankful for the place we are presently at?  Who knows, it make to heat more bearable and the cold more tolerable? 
Just a random thought from a guy fanning himself as he writes this piece.  Please excuse me while a grab a glass of iced tea.
JJZ
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Where's My Time Machine?

7/14/2016

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Uncle Rico Kip, I reckon... you know a lot about... cyberspace? You ever come across anything... like time travel?
Kip Easy, I've already looked into it for myself.
Uncle Rico Right on... right on.
You may recognize that familiar dialogue from the hit movie Napoleon Dynamite.   I still never tire of watching that movie for some reason?  Maybe I can relate to Uncle Rico looking to go back in time - looking to re-write history , or so he believes.
For many of us if given the opportunity, I think we'd take that chance to redo things, to fix mistakes, or to mend broken relationships.  The good news is that we don't really need a time machine to do those things.  If you are reading this, then the opportunity is yours for the taking.  Go fix a mistake.  Re-create an opportunity you may have missed out on.  Fix that relationship with an old friend before its really too late.  The good news is that you and I still have time to work with.  Make the most of it!
Now if I can only find my nunchucks and bow staff. 
JZ

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