ALL Things WEIRD

09/26/2026

New psychological horror book about Oliver the cat!

09/26/2026

THE JERSEY DEVIL

Deep within the pines where the moonlight dies,
Something watches with ancient eyes.
Through whispering branches and cold night air,
A shadow moves—but nothing’s there.

Hooves in the sand leave tracks behind,
A strange little trail no one can find.
Wings unfold beneath the moon,
Then vanish into the midnight gloom.

They say he cries when the night is still,
From Leeds Point to the old Blue Hill.
A creature of legend, feared by some,
Who disappears before morning comes.

So if you wander where the pine trees sway,
And hear strange footsteps far away,
Don’t turn around. Just walk with care—
For the Jersey Devil may be watching there.

09/26/2026

Jersey Devil coins at The Shoppes on Bellevue 128 Bellevue Ave Hammonton NJ

09/25/2026

ALL Things WEIRD , Christina Mcmanis, and Chris Castor will be here with their new books.

The 20th annual Collingswood Book Festival is live and in person on October 1, 2022! Learn about the exhibitors participating this year, including authors, publishers, and writing groups.

09/25/2026

THE STRANGE TRACKS OF BURLINGTON
BURLINGTON, N.J., JANUARY 18, 1909 — Considerable excitement has been caused in this vicinity following the discovery of a peculiar trail of footprints in the snow early Monday morning. The tracks, described by residents as resembling those of a hoofed animal, were found crossing yards and open fields before disappearing near a fence. Several citizens followed the trail, only to find that it seemed to continue where no ordinary animal could possibly have passed. By afternoon, word of the discovery had spread throughout the town, with some residents declaring that the mysterious “Leeds Devil” had returned to South Jersey.

09/25/2026

The Jersey Devil has decided on these 2 initial T-Shirt designs to launch his clothing company, Devil Country Outfitters. Stay tuned. Much much more to come.

09/25/2026

They called him Elias.

He was born during a thunderstorm in a small house at the edge of town, a child who never cried.

The midwife noticed something was wrong immediately.

His eyes were open before he had even taken his first breath. He stared toward the corner of the room, following something nobody else could see.

Then came the strange part.

Every clock in the house stopped.

At exactly 3:13 in the morning.

Elias grew normally for the first few months, except for one disturbing habit. He would wake in the middle of the night and stare at the ceiling, smiling as though someone was standing above his crib.

His mother eventually began hearing a faint metallic clicking from the nursery.

Click.

Click.

Click.

One morning, she found tiny silver screws scattered around his crib.

She threw them away.

The next morning, there were more.

Then the dreams began.

Everyone in the household started dreaming of the same mysterious black box covered in strange symbols. In the dreams, a voice whispered:

"He was made to open the door."

Terrified, Elias's mother searched the attic and discovered an old wooden chest belonging to a relative who had disappeared decades earlier.

Inside was a photograph of a baby.

The photograph looked exactly like Elias.

But the date written on the back was 1897.

Beneath it were four words:

DO NOT LET HIM GROW.

That night, the clicking returned.

His mother entered the nursery and froze.

Elias was sitting upright in his crib.

Tiny metal pins protruded from his head.

He wasn't crying.

He was smiling.

And scattered across the floor were pieces of the mysterious black box from her dreams.

As she backed toward the door, Elias slowly turned his head toward her.

For the first time, he spoke.

Not like a baby.

Not even like a child.

His voice sounded impossibly old.

"They're coming back."

Behind him, something moved in the darkness.

The nursery door slammed shut.

And from inside the room came the sound of hundreds of tiny metal pins striking the floor.

Click.

Click.

Click.

By sunrise, the nursery was empty.

Elias was gone.

Only the photograph remained.

And somehow, the baby in the photograph was no longer smiling.

He was looking directly at whoever held it.

Waiting.

For the next person to open the box.

09/25/2026

How Old Is the Jersey Devil?

How old could the Jersey Devil really be? If the creature exists, its age may be far older than the legend itself. The famous Leeds family story places its birth in the 1700s, but tales of strange creatures in the Pine Barrens may have existed long before the legend was written down. Some speculate that the Jersey Devil could be a long-lived animal, surviving for decades in the vast forests, while others imagine something far older—an ancient creature passed down through generations of stories.

Perhaps the Jersey Devil isn't one creature at all, but a legend that keeps finding a new face in the pines. If so, its true age may be impossible to measure. The Pine Barrens may have been watching it long before anyone thought to give it a name.

09/25/2026

Git yer muuugs.

09/25/2026