HORSES are of a breed unique to Fantasyland. They are capable of galloping full-tilt all day without rest. Sometimes they do not require food or water. They never cast shoes, go lame, or put their hooves down holes, except when Management deems it necessary, as when the forces of the DARK LORD are only half …
Author’s Note: This is a vignette I wrote some years ago to accompany a drawing I had made. I recently came across it and thought I’d share it (and the drawing) here. I have also committed Poetry at the end. Forgive me. —G In times long past the Prince of Hell was prone to fits of …
This month (March) has been declared #DWJMarch, in honor of the late, great Diana Wynne Jones, by K over at WeBeReading.com. This year she is hosting a read-along of Jones’s delightful novel Howl’s Moving Castle, and in honor of that I thought I’d share my thoughts on the book—and do a little fanart. Reflections on …
Or: Can you hear the bottles sing? Author’s Note: This week I am sharing the notes I took on a recent trip to Death Valley National Park with my friend Rose. You can read my report from Day One here, and Day Two here. Thursday, February 7 2013 Driving, it seems, is the way to get around Death …
Or: A land of rock and wind. Author’s Note: This week I am sharing the notes I took on a recent trip to Death Valley National Park with my friend Rose. You can read my report from Day One here, and Day Three here. Wednesday, February 6th 2013 I did not make it to Titus Canyon. I …
Or: Driving through nowhere to get to somewhere. Author’s Note: I recently took a trip to Death Valley National Park, which lies on the eastern border of California. I went there ostensibly to do research for a story, but also because I’ve always loved the outdoors and I really wanted to visit. I went with …
I had this brilliant idea to do a blog post about horses in fiction and how they are misrepresented and how to do them justice. 5,000 words later I realized what I had was a series of blog posts, and ones that would need to be heavily proofed at that. So while those are getting shaken …
It is about an hour past midnight, in the wee hours of Christmas morning. The parents are safely asleep, and so I have just gotten back from creeping out into the living room and leaving them a little surprise in the stockings left hanging over our (entirely traditional) Christmas Victrola. Since I know neither of …
NOTE: I wrote this journal some time ago and have been sitting on it. However, this piece in the New Yorker made me realize now is the time to let it out. In her article, Joan Acocella talks about famous novels with bad endings, and postulates about why this is. I’m surprised she never touched …
Those of you who follow me on twitter (@GrimbyTweets) may have noticed my habit of posting links to a webcomic called Angeldevil every Friday. Perhaps you’ve followed them. Perhaps you’ve read what you’ve found there. Perhaps not. This Friday I’m posting the first chapter of the last volume of Angeldevil, and the last page of Angeldevil …
