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Monthly Archives: January 2012
Give My Regards to Mab
“I don’t want to kill you,” Jane said, “but I have to tell you that I feel pretty strongly about not having my hand forced.” “You would murder Queen Mab on her own doorstep?” the Queen looked affronted, staring at … Continue reading
A Fugitive and a Vagabond
“I’m sorry,” Father grunted, grabbing her by her shoulders and throwing her down. “I deserve it,” she said. She didn’t really mean it, but she hadn’t meant to cause Father grief. “This world is a hard and fallen one,” he … Continue reading
Silent Cal
“I get it, I get it!” one of the girls giggled. Her jacket was a shell of sequins around a bubbling core of young person. “This is like Calvin Coolidge, right? Isn’t there some story about Coolidge not talking much?” … Continue reading
The Marked Woman
“We’re going to Chicago,” Twitch said. Tears leaked from her yellow eyes and streamed onto the bathroom porcelain. “Eddie knows a hoodoo woman there, and we’re going to contact the Infernal powers and make a deal.” “Eddie?” “The guitar player. … Continue reading
Adamic
The fairy moved off alone. Wellman’s had been built in a building that had once been a railroad station. Its walls were two storeys tall and made of brick, and its windows and ceiling had a Gothic look about their … Continue reading
Snow Fairies Don’t Wear Pants (reprise)
And here I am again, with my first filk riff on Platte Clark’s forthcoming Max Spencer and the Codex of Infinite Knowability.
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Tagged Bad Unicorn, Folk, Guitar, Max Spencer and the Codex of Infinite Knowability, Platte Clark
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The Gift of Solomon Kane (reprise)
Got me a YouTube channel now. I’m going to celebrate this weekend by reprising some of my prior video postings of me. Here I am with my prize-winning performance of “The Gift of Solomon Kane”.
Rock Band Fights Evil
So I’ve been working on this project for several weeks now, which makes this “launch announcement” strangely timed. Still, the project now has mass and momentum, and I want to formally announce it. Rock Band Fights Evil is my pulp … Continue reading
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Tagged Hellhound on My Trail, Horror, Pulp Fiction, Rock Band Fights Evil, Serials, Snake Handlin' Man
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Change
Eddie opened his eyes to the sight of dangling feet and a sheet of ice. He felt weak and sluggish. “Where am I?” he muttered. “The ass end of the universe,” Mike told him. “In Nowhere, Oklahoma. At Sears. Locked … Continue reading
Only One Way to Find Out
He couldn’t see the bottom of the passage. Below and ahead of him, he saw Apep. With his Infernal eye, Eddie again saw the gigantic man with the head of a serpent. Apep wore an Egyptian-style headdress and simple white … Continue reading