My very first “date” wasn’t what you’d expect—it was me, my mom, and dad. Since they couldn’t find a babysitter, I became the third wheel on their night out. The movie of choice? Night of the Living Dead.

Imagine being five years old, sitting in a dark theater surrounded by the groans of the undead. The movie came out long before I was born, but that night, it became the beginning of something bigger. I left terrified… but also hooked.

As a teen, I was fearless—except when it came to zombies. Still, I kept watching. After all, how else could I prepare for the inevitable Zombie Apocalypse? My strategy was simple: I became the monster. In my mind, I was part vampire, part werewolf. That way, no zombie would dare touch me.

When I had children of my own, I shared this love of monsters and horror with them. We turned scary movies into family nights, laughed at jump scares, and even invented our own creatures that lived in the shadows. Horror wasn’t just about being scared—it was about storytelling, creativity, and connection.

Today, that love has grown into Noir Nightmares. Here, horror isn’t just a genre—it’s culture, history, and survival all wrapped in shadows and screams. From the classics that started it all to the incredible books and films created by Black voices, this site is dedicated to celebrating the dark side of storytelling.

So, grab your popcorn, dim the lights, and join me on this journey—because here,

BOOKS BLEED AND MOVIES SCREAM….