We’ve been having a discussion in the Pub on which house in fantasy and science-fiction appeals to us. Lots of them got mentioned from, as one staffer noted, ‘The old, rambling building that houses the College of Shadows in Schweitzer’s Mask of the Sorcerer. Constantly shifting, new rooms appearing or disappearing, and a library that . . . → Read More: John Crowley’s Little, Big
Iain: Did I mention that things get a bit weird here at Green Man sometimes?
Jack: things are always weird here — it’s just a matter of how weird they are!
Grey: And yes, we’ve mentioned it. Many times. Jack says it most often.
Jack: Only ’cause it’s true. Sometimes.
Ahem. Ignore them as they . . . → Read More: Babbage Machines
I’m back, and I’ve got all sorts of different things for you today.
Books — we have books. (Well, we pretty much always have books, but still. . . .)
We have another one of those might be thriller, might be sf, might be. . . ? Iain M. Banks continues his Culture . . . → Read More: Goodies
It’s late afternoon on a perfect summer day (mid Twenties, cooling breeze) so the Neverending Session has decamped to the courtyard to sit under the Hanging Oaks and play more than a bit of John Playford’s compositions; the punters here decided to follow them as there’s a cask of St. George Nut Brown Ale on . . . → Read More: A quick music update
Well, more books and music, and that should be enough. Hi, it’s me again, and we’ve got some really interesting things for you today.
From the folklore of the Levant East comes Ron J. Suresha’s The Uncommon Sense of the Immortal Mullah Nasruddin, a retelling of tales of the Middle Eastern Wise Fool. And as . . . → Read More: More of Everything
Well, yes and no — I’m here doing a substitute gig for your regular posters, and I have to admit, what I mean by “miscellany” at Sleeping Hedgehog is not what I mean my “miscellany” here. However . . . .
We’ve got books, which is pretty normal. We’re starting off with a collection of . . . → Read More: A Little Miscellany
Jack Merry here. Let me put aside Emma Bull’s Finder: A Novel of the Borderland which I’ve been reading this foggy evening. Do have a pint of Dragons Breath XXXX Stout with me while I tell you a tale…
Depending on how you figure it, it’s either late summer or early fall here on the . . . → Read More: Blood Wedding
Some hold that the Green Man is but a Celtic myth retold by the English as a sort of ethnic cleansing of the native culture. That is bullocks as there’s really no Green Men in English myth either no matter what Lady Raglan claimed backed in the period between the Wars.. But there is a . . . → Read More: The Lord of The Forest
I have gone out and seen the lands of Faery, And have found sorrow and peace and beauty there, And have not known one from the other, but found each Lovely and gracious alike, delicate and fair.
“Dreams within Dreams” by Fiona Macleod
Open your eyes to the world around you. There are things . . . → Read More: Fey Folklore
Sara Kendell once read somewhere that the tale of the world is like a tree. The tale, she understood, did not so much mean the niggling occurrences of daily life. Rather it encompassed the grand stories that caused some change in the world and were remembered in ensuing years as, if not histories, at least . . . → Read More: Charles de Lint’s Tamson House