Nope. Not possible. But, the last ten or eleven days, I’ve been inhaling one or two a day. All Golden Age stuff (well, a little spillover). Started with watching The Thirteenth Guest from 1932 (I’m always looking for roots, for beginnings), and then I jumped ahead about fifty years. And, yeah, where’s My Bloody Valentine, […]
Key line from that: “One of the things I try to do with my work is to remind people that narratives about poverty and migration aren’t about poverty and migration, they are about the people who go through these things” Gabino Iglesias
And, man, there’ve been a few . . . thus the big dip in updates here at DT. But, trying to catch up: Functional Nerds Guessing this one’s posted somewhere:
That’s kind of a lie. Things have been so fast & furious lately, I haven’t been able to track everything. But, I snagged a few: MANNEQUINS: ELK: MONGRELS: ATBS:
The Only Good Indians, in Jacksonville: Night of the Mannequins, at Scifi and Scary: “Attack of the 50 Foot Indian,” at Protean Depravity: And, finally, my old story “Father, Son, Holy Rabbit,” at Thresholds:
About the best you can have: imagining you’re the attendant at the spooky place, and you get to bring books and some etcetera with you:
Thanks, Blu, for the most amazing-cool Night of the Mannequins write-up:
