Finding My Elegy, by Ursula K. Le Guin
I have to confess, I’ve stalled writing this review because I don’t want to think about reading any elegies for Ursula Le Guin. I’ve been reading and treasuring her books and essays and poems since I was child growing up in the ‘70s in a single-wide trailer . . . → Read More: In Search of an Elegy
Charles de Lint just put a new story up at Amazon and Smashwords.
Here’s what it’s about:
Sheriff Poole & The Mech Gang is set near de Lint’s fictional desert town of Santo del Vado Viejo, where his novels The Mystery of Grace and The Painted Boy take place, and where some of his recent . . . → Read More: A new story from Charles de Lint: Sheriff Poole & The Mech Gang
Cross-possted from Sleeping Hedgehog.
Being the Manager for the Green Man Pub here at the Kinrowan Estate and afternoon barkeep (as I’d be a piss poor Manager if I didn’t keep my skills up), I frequently (when it’s quiet) like to read short fiction as I can usually finish a story in ten or fifteen . . . → Read More: Literary Matters: Charles de Lint’s Digital Short Fiction
Twisted fairy tales, revisions and reversions of old legends and mythologies, turning everyday life inside out and at odd angles to itself, bringing Old Magic into a Today World–it’s all the province of names like Neil Gaiman, Terry Pratchett–and Catherynne M. Valente. As with those authors, Valente has already established cross-media ties; notably, songs by . . . → Read More: Literary Matters: Catherynne M. Valente’s Fairyland novels
I got the galley for this collaborative affair by writer Charles de Lint and artist Charles Vess way back in August of last year, if memory serves me right. However, that galley was missing one essential aspect of the story as the artwork, though charming, was but the preliminary black and white sketches for the . . . → Read More: Literary Matters: The Cats of Tanglewood Forest
Rick Hautala, well-known horror writer and well-liked person, passed away this week from a heart attack. Cristopher Golden, a past Oak King here and a fine writer in his own regard, sent out this letter in hopes of heliping Holly, his widow, with her finances:
I don’t have the words to put Rick . . . → Read More: Rick Hautala
Everyone seems to be recovering from yesterday’s festivities, so I ducked over to lend a hand with some new reviews for you.
Let’s start out with the next installment in Leona Wisoker’s Children of the Desert, Bells of the Kingdom. Brace yourself — it’s strong stuff.
Next, from the world of the Northern Kingdom and . . . → Read More: A Little Something to Ease Re-Entry
‘Tell me just this, if it is not a secret: what other great powers are there besides the light?’ ‘It is no secret. All power is one in source and end, I think. Years and distances, stars and candles, water and wind and wizardry, the craft in a man’s hand and the wisdom in . . . → Read More: And The Word Was Spoken
To venture into the fantastic is to step onto unfamiliar ground. Some works do this figuratively, populating familiar locations with vampires, werewolves and other critters. Others prefer to be more literal, moving plot and characters at one feel swoop off to a distant landscape that often bears as much resemblance to the real location it’s . . . → Read More: Brief Lines: Not So Long Ago, In A Place Far Away
The Minority Council, the fourth novel in Kate Griffin’s Midnight Mayor series, puts Matthew Swift, the current Midnight Mayor of London, is more peril of his and the Electric Blue Angels’ existence than in any of the previous novels as an evil far greater than anything he (they) have faced before is loose upon London.
. . . → Read More: Kate Griffin: The Minority Council