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Memories & Futures: Maybe we will fix it next time around.

I remember retail stores closing at 8pm maybe later in bigger cities.Those days were not as chaotic as life is now. Yet, the genie is out of the bottle and she cannot be stuffed back into it. So, with the empty genie bottle sitting on the fireplace mantel we must progress forward while ensure we do are best to regulate society in such a way that chair cannot merge it's ugly head.However, that is one solution there may be others.Yet, I prefer to say everything is cyclical and organic. Translation we are an overpopulated world and mother nature is shaking us off this planet via dieses, natural disasters & climant changes like the human race was a bad case of fleas. Well, in a way we are the cancer of this planet and while we can be benign or malignant.I somewhat feel we are entering a malignant stage marching towards destruction.However, as the apostles creed in the Methodist church ends with The phrase WORLD WOTHOUT END. AMEN AMEN.I have always taken that to me we the survivors…

Being Different: Walking against the crowd.

I would like to say I am "Normal" like everyone else but I have always marched to my own rhythm which is often out of step with the others around me.It first began when I was child in grade school. I would fight my own sleep cycle to stay awake at least until Midnight when the local tv stations would sign off with the famous lines "This completes our broadcast day" followed by the national anthem.It was in grade school when I recall looking at another male classmate while talking about another male student when I said, "Do you ever wonder what it's like to date him?" I think I was in the fifth grade when I first gave any indication that I was interested in other guys. However, this when I was probably around ten years old and 1987-8 and Arkansas so that kind of thought never came back out of my mouth for a long time.So, now I am this guy who has silenced himself and living within his own mind. As the years would go by I found myself coming out of the …

Going Unstuck: A Thought of moving forward.

Lately, I have been stuck on West Coast time or should I just say suffering from anxiety or just plain insomnia.I have been off my anti-depressants for about a month and I tend to be up all hours of the night then sleep from 5 or 6am to around 3pm where I drag myself out of bed and to my state job.All that will change on February 1st when I stop reporting to work as I beginning my transition that will relocate me to California will for better or worse I will be a working Actor.No role will be too small but I hope in the back of my mind that the bills will be met.Hey Kia, I own a 2015 Optima and will be driving cross country I hope to film a travel documentary along my way.Would you like to fund the film? If not I am sure there are interested parties out there.

FILM: Legends of Hainted Ditch - It all began with a photo.

While at a truck stop outside of West Memphis, Arkansas, Alex Norvin and his sister Laura meet an alcoholic paranormal investigator by the name of Moses Hudson, who after hearing of their plans to visit the old Hardin homestead he tells them about the rumors of the early Arkansas pioneer Jonathan Hardin and suggests they stay away.

Once they check in they soon find digging up the past can be hazardous to their health. 

It All Began With A Photo! 

It was the month of May, if memory serves me correctly and around  3PM when I blindly snapped this photo of the wooded overgrowth at the location of the abandoned Hardin Cemetery. When I arrived home and looked at the photo I found the following. I wont you what I think it is but I do believe it something that I cannot begin to explain.

- Lance J. Gosnell

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