Tommy Karr

Category: Stories

  • Jack and Red Rum

    Haunted by “The Shining” and Scooby Doo

    After finishing Doctor Sleep, Stephen King’s newest novel which checks in on Danny Torrance 30 years after the horrors at The Overlook Hotel, I decided to go back and re-read The Shining. I saw Kubrick’s film adaptation of The Shining for the first time when I was five years old, the same age as Danny Torrance. Wisest choice…

  • Patti in Williamsburg

    The Doll Returns: Patti Playpal in Williamsburg

    It was an adventure.  After both the J and the M trains denied us passage over the Williamsburg Bridge, we trekked our way through the slick sidewalks of Brooklyn to the L in an attempt to make it into midtown Manhattan in time to attend Carol Channing’s 93rd birthday celebration at Town Hall (hosted by…

  • BOOK REVIEW: The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson

    Having seen both the original 1963 film and the 1999 remake, I was intrigued to read Shirley Jackson’s original novel. The novel, told almost entirely from Eleanor’s perspective, reads partly like a decent into madness and partly like a romance. Eleanor is broken. Her past, which is lightly looked at in all three forms (book,…

  • The Thing Billboard

    “The Thing” Off Interstate 10 in Arizona

    I ran across this Buzzfeed article today which lists off the “11 Of The Oddest Tourist Attractions In America.” I’m all for quirky/odd/irreverent adventures (it’s one of the reasons I love the books by the Weird USA guys) so as soon as I saw the headline I clicked in. Of the eleven I have been to…

  • Nighttime Scare

    Made with Paper: “Hello…?”

    “Hello…?” on tumblr: http://wthomasadkins.tumblr.com/post/66922502333

  • halloween decorations

    PHOTO: #Our #homemade #Halloween decorations are up. #Brooklyn #NYC

    from Instagram: #Our #homemade #Halloween decorations are up. #Brooklyn #NYC http://instagram.com/p/f_OgThQaHF/

  • Singing Along to Blondie and Realizing I Do Not Know the Words

    Every once in a while, I’ll hear an old Blondie song on the radio (OK, internet radio, friend humming it, etc.) and I’ll singing along.  And on these occasions I always remember that I do not actually know the words to most of the songs that Debbie Harry passionately sings.  It is on these occasions…

  • Cheeseburglar

    The Cheeseburglar vs. the Universe

    Yesterday at the deli I ordered a cheeseburger with mayo and spicy mustard. Three people after me in line another guest, obviously perturbed by the line and wait, briskly ordered a cheeseburger, “Plain, you hear that, plain! Don’t screw this up!” His rudeness was only amplified by the drumming of his hands on the counter…

  • Tevye Breaks Tradition

    Breaking Tradition: That Time Tevye Forgot His Line

    Back in my undergrad days, when I was a Theatre major, I was thrilled when I was, as my mother put it, “cast as the title role” in Fiddler on the Roof. During the audition the director asked, “Are you afraid of heights?” I answered in the negative which was a lie but I knew…

  • The Doll: Things That Should Not Be Found

    I recently submitted this story, which happened to me back in the late 1990s, to the Anything Ghost Show.  You can listen to it on the podcast here. It’s a great show and, if true tales of the supernatural are your thing, I encourage you to subscribe to it.  Below is the text to the…