Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction

I have become acutely aware that I’ve marked the passing of days not by the rise and fall of the sun, but rather a spark of flame. Each night before going to sleep, no matter how tired I may be, nor how late into the night the clock does strike, I take a little tea …

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Nearly four years ago, I had an opportunity to take my dad to lunch for Father’s Day.  He ordered a big bowl of pasta, if memory serves me correctly, but he didn’t eat all that much, if anything at all.  My recollection of those days has long since browned along the edges.  But I do remember that …

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I glimpsed a tiny piece of Heaven last week. Or at least the purity intended on earth that more often than not goes wasted. No, I didn’t have an out-of-body experience.  I simply watched my Athena attend early pre-K for the first time. I was nervous.  Although Athena has slowly progressed through some of her developmental …

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My daughter Athena moved from a crib to a big girl bed last week.  She’ll be three on May 29 – a ripe time to attempt her “graduation”.  Believe me, when your three-year old moves from crib to big girl bed, it’s an occasion.   I went about it as dutifully as any dad, I should think.  Told my …

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Sex, as we all know, is the mechanism that puts us all on the planet, it’s proof positive that God wants us to feel something pleasant while we’re here. Having said that…it CAN be a ‘slippery slope’ leading some individuals to a Pandora’s Box of perversions that can destroy any hope for a healthy relationship. …

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I’m Joseph Pinto.  Mr. Mom.  Horror writer. It isn’t easy.  Being a horror writer, that is.  Spent most my life sacrificing my dream of becoming an author rather than chasing it down.  Sacrificed it to a thankless family business besieged by greed, deceit and corruption, and then sacrificed it to start my own.  Sacrificed it …

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Okay, it’s time to share a bit of creative writing – for all those in my “critique group,” please enjoy “Rubberneck” at http://www.josephpinto.com Story ideas come to me at the strangest of times, & I’ve learned never to hinder my mind’s ability to channel plots & images once they start rolling, no matter when it might occur …

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Rejection sucks. It sucks if you’re a child & your parents tell you no television!; it sucks if you’re a teenager & the pretty girl in school just turned you down; it sucks no matter what form rejection takes & what age you are when you’re forced to deal with it.  But rejection truly sucks …

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Christmas is long over, the holiday season gone in a blink (save for the strings of lights still frozen in bushes & trees, & along railings & awnings & rooftops amidst the snow & ice Mother Nature has dealt New Jersey here as of late), but I wanted to share a little bit of Christmas spirit …

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So how did I begin writing horror?.. I suppose the writing bug bit me when I was six years old or so.  I can thank my father for it.   He kept his bookcases stuffed with worn paperbacks – Stephen King, Peter Benchley, Robert McCammon – just some of the names I got my hands on back then.  I was …

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