Didn’t mean it to happen, but a post I started on here a few years ago became kind of a dumping ground for all things The Shining. Or, for weird things The Shining? Talking about this. But, more intentionally now, I’m going to start piling all my Jaws stuff here. And? There’s always more Jaws […]
Hey, this is especially crazy for a dude who never even had two-year college on the horizon, much less a PhD: Too, was looking for the announcement from two or three years ago when I became the Ivena Baldwin Chair of English (though I chair nothing—this is an endowed chair thing), but can’t find it.
This is the best single page I’ve seen in months and months, maybe a year, even:
Pretty meta, I’d say. Proud to have a final girl on this excellent Nightfire list:
for me. Didn’t think to do this until listening to Shock Waves‘ top 10 of the decade, but I guess it was a decade already somehow. So, in no order, and including honorable mentions (with my favorite being of course Cabin), and, it looks like, not quite sticking to even the loosest definition of “ten,”
. . . is the Roof of Hell. Which is the title to a story I’ve got in the January 2020 Nightmare Magazine.
Man, who knew. This and Dugatti and Del Rio are all at a premium, lately. Guess I should have stocked up:
Or, a missed opportunity? What got me thinking about this was that fish we see Luke carrying in The Last Jedi, that he evidently speared with that super-long spear. That fish that, for a planet that kicks up Thala-sirens (those Suessian things he milks) and frog nuns that look straight out of a live-action Emmet
( which is IN 2020, but about this December we just had . . . )
Fun to say it like that. And, really, it’s Max Booth III’s 20 2020 . . .
Just like last year, I had this idea that doing a monthly post would make it a snap to figure out my best of the years: just scroll through, it’ll be obvious. I wish. Though it does make it easier to remember stuff from before summer, say. So, without further whatever, and by category, and
