It’s been a while since I last posted on this blog. It’s been a long while indeed, since I last held you enraptured with my characteristic blend of insight and intrigue.
If a lighthouse-keeper leaves his post, the ships that depend upon his guiding lamp are betrayed to a violent end amongst rocky outcrops and the ruthless scavenging of coastal folk. When a shepherd forsakes his flock, his woolly charges are rendered easy pickings for ravening wolves and Welchmen.
For Johnny Fisher to abandon his ethereal craft for two years and leave his loyal crew to the capricious whims of the Seas of Intrigue is perhaps the most serious crime of all. I wholeheartedly apologise for this uncharacteristic lapse in my characteristically prodigious levels of output.
Read more “A pair of star-cross’d lovers (Johnny is Back)”
We live in banal times. You may deny this; but you would be wrong (and stupid) to do so.
Today the masses are entertained in increasingly inane ways by increasingly moronic individuals. Pursuit of the arcane has been abandoned, in favour of pursuit of superficial fame, despite the fact we are still largely ignorant to the true nature of the Cosmos and the muted whistling of star-bound chimaeras. Terrible, ultimate Knowledge lies within our grasp, but our hands have grown withered and taut, and (to continue the analogy) several of the tendons of our forearms have actually snapped (i.e. making it even more difficult to grasp at our full extent).
Read more “Ambience Engineer: #3 – Post-Cataclysmic Waterworld”
The news is being reported all over the blogosphere. The zombie holocaust has begun.
It began with a naked bloke in Miami eating the face off another bloke. It continued with a guy in Maryland eating the heart and brain of another guy.
Now a sceptic might ask that, as both of these events occurred in America, might this not be less of a zombie holocaust, and more of a natural progression of a culture based entirely upon worship of slaughter and violence?
Read more “The Zombies Are Here”
Set in a strange mythical world where eagles swim and dolphins fly, The Geezers chronicles the exploits of an unusual High Fantasy outfit.
“Why is this outfit so unusual?”, you ask.
“It avoids hackneyed fantasy tropes”, is my firm reply. I look you right in the eye as I say this, so confident am I in my retort, and you back away sheepishly.
Read more “Idea for an Epic Fantasy Story: #1 – The Geezers”
I was absent-mindedly perusing the internet recently when the following headline caught my eye:
Tolkien and Dickens grandsons join for book
I don’t wish to seem overly vulgar, nor do I want the integrity of my digestive system to be called into question, but upon reading those words I more or less shat all over myself.
“The heirs of Tolkien and Dickens collaborating on a book?!” I thought, giddy as a girl with a new pair of shoes. “This will unquestionably constitute the best thing that has ever happened in the history of mankind!”
Read more “Dickens meets Tolkien?”
I love war.
This might seem a controversial statement. But before you Lefties scream “Warmongerrrr!” and make a move for my entrails, allow me to qualify that statement.
Read more “Ypresian Dreams”