Saturday, January 21, 2023

My Dad, Arsenio Giron, has Died

I’m not at the profound reflection stage of grief yet. I’m still in the early stages of shock and perhaps a bit of denial.

My dad died suddenly in December of heart failure and undiagnosed bowel perforation, and though I was with him, somehow, and am grateful I was there with him when he died, the flashbacks are overwhelming at times.

As anyone who has lost a parent knows or understands, so many pieces float through your mind; the good, the bad and the ugly.

Right now, I’m living in a cloud, a fog, a sadness that I’m not sure I’ll ever overcome, but I guess I will with time. Others who have lost parents tell me that time will help.

Coupled with that, my mom is in late-stage Alzheimer’s, and though she still knows me, her oldest daughter, the rest of her life is a foggy blur that she can’t navigate.

My parents both began life with horrible childhoods, and the end of their lives is awful too, and it devastates me, even when dad was still alive.

They had a rare love story and in finding so many love letters in the house, it breaks my heart even more.

They were perfectly suited for each other, bonded in their tragic beginnings and their passion for music. Dad wrote music that mom played on piano in concerts for decades. He’s a recognized Canadian composer. Mom was a beloved piano teacher. She’s not touched the keys in years. Dad was composing even the day before he died.

They lived for their summers in Maine in the cabin that dad built by hand. They were married not far from where they ultimately built their cabin. This last summer, they made the journey after several years of lockdown, and it sounded like a hellscape experience, but at least they got one last moment.

Mom still lives, but it’s a wretched life, and I had to put her in a home as I can’t manage the wandering and the incontinence plus, I live in a tiny studio apartment. We’ve not told her that her beloved husband has died as we are sure the shock would kill her. I think she knows on some level as the sadness when we visit not only emanates from us but from her as well. She doesn’t dare ask for him; I’m sure she thinks he abandoned her as she had greatly feared when Alzheimer’s began its grip on her. I want to tell her that he didn’t leave her, he never wanted to leave her, he couldn’t even face putting her in a home though she should have been in one a couple of years ago for both of their safety and peace of mind. But there’s no way to explain any of it as she’d be devastated only to forget a moment later…or would she? But why bring such pain to her when her life is so horrible right now. And it will be horrible until she dies too.

I can only hope that dad is with her somehow, to comfort her in her dreams. I hope they can ultimately be reunited with each other, their parents and dad’s brothers, dad’s beloved dog, Mixie, somewhere, somehow. I carry some of dad's ashes in my purse, especially when I visit mom in the hope he’s saying hello somehow. Magical thinking, yes, but it gets me through the day.

Yes, I’m a horror writer, and it’s in writing that I try to battle my demons. My father was one of my biggest fans and cheerleaders. And I’m beyond devastated that he left me so suddenly and completely with no chance to ease into the idea that he would be here no longer on this earth.

Rest in Power, daddy.



I need to write a better obituary at the funeral home, but I don't have the strength yet. 

I need to organize a memorial service for my dad, but I can't face it yet, nor can my brother. 

We need to find out what to do with hundreds of dad's music manuscripts, most written by hand. Does the University of Western Ontario Music Department want them for the archives? I don't know where to start, and every time I begin an email, I collapse into tears and can't do it.



Thursday, November 10, 2022

New Review for Dearly Departed!

 The first review for Dearly Departed is in!

Check it out here! Review for Dearly Departed

I love the pictures he used to illustrate the review! They suit the book perfectly!

Thursday, October 20, 2022

Halloween Happenings and a New Book!


Today our book hovered between second and third place in New Releases in Canada!

Andrew Robertson and Sephera Giron launched a collection of thirteen horror stories just in time for Halloween. Print version is now available on Amazon, soon to be followed by e-book. 

Dearly Departed is published by The Great Lakes Horror Company.

Dearly Departed…

…we are gathered here today to witness zombie drag queens terrorize small-town gay bars, oversexed Jackalopes challenge sanity, skin dealers sell satiety, vampiric lesbians cure what ails them, possessed Ouija boards and evil puppets haunt fans of the occult, and cult-creating club kids teach the children that anyone can be beautiful, but it takes real talent to be 
truly sickening.

In this 13-tale collection of dark fiction spanning a decade, Sèphera Girón and Andrew Robertson have selected their favourite frights, including new, previously published and alternate versions of their gravest hits.

Sunday, October 2, 2022

Amazing Times!

Amazing Times!

My year of turning sixty continues on with great joy.

Tonight I get to see my favourite rock band, The Who, here in Toronto! I’ve seen them many times, and they never disappoint.

I’ve been working hard editing a client’s book so he can get it out for Halloween. Almost finished, perhaps one more day, it’s a big one!

I have a few more appearances this year.

Word-Up in Barrie on October 13, 2022

Frightmare in the Falls, October 28 and 29

World Fantasy Convention, New Orleans, November 3 – 6


This caps off an amazing year where I’ve done so much! I’ll do a recap closer to the end of the year.

Of course, there have been sad times with family and friends; illnesses and deaths.


I’m super grateful to continue to be healthy though I need to work much harder with my weight.

I’m super grateful to have amazing friends and family I can count on.

I’m grateful to my patrons on Patreon who definitely help my morale and, of course, bank account.


Okay, more later, must get back to editing!


Thursday, June 23, 2022

Hello There!







 Hello there…

Two words that have me bursting into tears for two days now.

I was one who never asked for an Obi-Wan series and approached it with caution and bated breath.

Over the past few years, Disney has brought us The Mandalorian, Boba Fett and now Obi-Wan Kenobi. And I’ve enjoyed the hell out of each and every one, though I never thought I’d watch any of them.

The Star Wars properties empire is mostly referred to as space opera or science fiction but certainly has its roots firmly grounded in horror (among other genres such as Westerns) and that’s likely one of the universal appeals of the franchise. And perhaps that’s why I’ve been a fan since I was a teen watching the first one simply called Star Wars on opening day.

The mini-series Obi-Wan currently playing on DisneyPlus is very much a horror story, especially the finale, and it’s great to wallow around in.

The Obi-Wan series had a lot of what some would call fan service but when you’re dealing with a prequel full of dearly loved characters, you really need to stay with the script. We saw what happened with the final trilogy of the main movies and what a mess they were as each director/writer attempted something new when something old would have worked far better. The mere existence of the series Obi-Wan Kenobi is fan service, so haters can go hate somewhere else.

The Obi-Wan Kenobi series stuck to something old. We have Luke and Leia and their requisite adopted parents, we have Anakin/Darth Vader, we have the Emperor, and so on.

We also can finally figure out how everyone aged forty years in ten years; life on Tatooine is rough if you ever doubted it before! There was even a joke about aging fast in the final episode. Ewan McGregor is up on what the fans are saying!

And how many damn light sabers are buried in that desert planet!

In the first episode, I felt like we were going through the Boba Fett depression all over again, but luckily the story soon turned to adventure. Yes, all these guys have some serious PTSD from all the shit they’ve been through, but we tune into Star Wars for fun and games, not therapy.

I watched the show week by week so had lots of time to think about it, unlike when I binge-watch things. For the first few episodes, I was on board with what they were doing but a little frustrated it was turning into another Lone Wolf and Cub adventure that we just went through with Mandalorian.

However, little Leia (Vivien Lyra Blair) was great and so I didn’t mind. We had a few storylines going which is always appreciated. Little Luke (Grant Feely) did a great job as well. Both children had huge boots to fill and both did so with flying colours!

Is Carrie Fisher channeling Leia into Vivien? It was uncanny how much they were one and the same.

I absolutely loved the character of Third Sister, Reva (Moses Ingram). She rocked. I loved her parkour scene in one of the early episodes. So badass! Her story was amazing and was pretty much what I had expected but that didn’t take my joy away. Moses Ingram did a fantastic job of playing conflicted Reva, especially as we hurtled towards the end of season one. Hate and revenge had her survive that death blow and her character arc worked really well. There’s a rumour she’ll get her own show and I hope so.

 The scene where Darth is unmasked like the Phantom of the Opera or Phantom of the Paradise in the final battle with Obi-Wan was both poignant and horrific. We can see Hayden Christiensen in there which is why I’m sure they made sure to unmask him a bit. After all, why bother bringing him back if we never actually see him as James Earl Jones is still voicing Vader. But we got to see and hear Hayden as Darth for a few minutes and that was very cool. That was one of my favourite scenes, how he was Vader and Anakin, his voice changing, his face changing, the lighting changing as Anakin somewhat forgives Obi-Wan (or at least relieves Obi-Wan of Obi-Wan's guilt) and embraces Darth Vader. That’s how I see it, anyway.

Obi-Wan is set free from ten years of angst by Anakin Vader’s revelations. Much like a parent who finally realizes their child is their own person and will not always make the choices we had hoped for them.

The flashback duel in the fifth episode was great as we got to see Hayden playing younger Anakin which was worth bringing him back for. I always liked him and never got the hate for him at all, but of course, I thought he was cute, even when or maybe especially when he was evil, but that’s my horror writer heart speaking again.

How cool was it to see Darth Vader kicking ass all over the place and pulling down that Star Destroyer?

And we finally learned why Jedis are always learning how to lift rocks! It sure comes in handy to know how to lift them, now doesn't it?

How cool was that fight scene?

There were lots of touches, fan service, easter eggs, whatever you want to call them. Lots for fans to delight in but a simple enough story that new people could enter the franchise and not be lost.

Of course, let’s not forget the music. Real Star Wars music for the finale with some of our favourite official John Williams themes in just the right places to make us all sob like babies.

There were a couple of timeline/wtf issues fixed and by the end of it all, I don’t think there were any plot hole issues going into A New Hope and yet, room for another season as well with the addition of Qui-Gon Jinn.

I’m keeping this short as I’m fighting deadlines but had to chime in on this. It’s been well over a day since I watched the finale but I’m still super emotional about it all.

Which is funny because I never ever thought I’d be emotional about this show. And especially after I got to see Luke being badass in The Mandalorian, I felt I could die complete. But I’m glad I’m not dead yet and can continue to enjoy these little Star Wars shows that I had always hoped for back when I was fourteen!

Sure, there are flaws and blahblahblah but who cares? This show delivered much more than I ever dreamed and I’m thankful Ewan McGregor put so much love and care into it as both an actor and a producer. 

Thank you, Obi-Wan Ewan, you have brought us all so much hope!

Sunday, June 19, 2022

Sephera Giron reads Horror on June 21, 2022 at 9 pm EST

On Tuesday, June 21, 2022 at 9 pm EST, I'll be reading from one of my books for about half an hour. 

This live horror event is sponsored by The Canada Council for the Arts for the National Reading Program by The Writers Union of Canada. 

Please join me for this live event!

Tell your horror-loving friends!

It all takes place on my Twitch channel. You don't have to join Twitch to watch but if you want to ask questions, you have to make a free account. 

Thank you all for your support! I truly appreciate it!