Graveyard Radio airs Wednesday nights 8-9PM PST on 92.5FM CFBX in Kamloops BC and you can listen online on thex.ca. Our show is preceded by a super cool Ska show hosted by Dean from 7-8PM PST, and right after us is Kamloops local Louis with Radio Schizo playing hardcore / punk, and you can settle […]
El Ciudadano Al parecer, el metraje se concentrará en Pinkman, quien tuvo un final muy abierto con posibilidades de un spin-off. La intriga y el misterio se acabó. La película de la célebre serie «Breaking Bad» será estrenada por Netflix el 11 de octubre próximo. El anuncio lo hizo el gigante del streaming con un…
via (Teaser)¡Al fin! Netflix anunció fecha de estreno de la película de «Breaking Bad» — El Ciudadano
Wir halten Wort und legen nach: Heute stellt Jens den aktuellen Roman von Sybille Berg vor. GRM ist in jeglicher Hinsicht ein Brett. Sybille BergGRMKiepenheuer&Witsch640 Seiten | 25 EuroErschienen am 11.4.2019 Das Besondere? In GRM. Brainfuck spielen weder Hauptitel (GRM=Grime) noch Untertitel (Brainfuck) auf den ersten Blick ein entscheidende Rolle. Vier auf verschiedenste Arten traumatisierte…
I’m thrilled to see my poetry published in the America Best Emerging Poets Series -New Jersey by Z Publishing. The book not only features my poem but also opens with a quote from my poem. Thoughts, Reflections, and Streams of Consciousness What do you do with the wound that is healed? Do you count along […]
H.E. Roulo and HorrorAddicts.net Press proudly present: Plague Master: Rebel Infection. The dramatic sequel to Plague Master: Sanctuary Dome, and second book in the Plague Master Series, is now available. Enter the World of PLAGUE MASTER: REBEL INFECTION Trevor’s return from the zombie infection makes him unique. It also makes him dangerous. He’s a hero […]
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Last week’s post focused on characters who miss each other. This week, the focus will be on those who HATE each other. The hate might be full-blown or have some nuance, be mutual or mostly one-sided, be never-ending or come and go. It can feature jealousy, fury over harm done, or other elements. But it’s […]
via Characters Who Hate Each Other — Dave Astor on Literature
There were a number of Booker Prize winning novels I read before I began this blog and my project to work my way through all the winners. As I’m approaching the end of that project I thought I’d write some short reviews of those pre-blog books. I seldom re-read contemporary fiction (I don’t know why,…
I am seeking people to review my works and who post their reviews to markets in the US, Australia, New Zealand, or Canada. I offer my Kindle e-books for free periodically according to Amazon policy. You can find my works on my Amazon author’s page. Let me know which you would like to review and I will let you know when it available for free or set up a date that you can have it for fee. I am most interested in having reviewed either my short horror (A Tale of Hell and Other Works of Horror), my collected poetry (Nocturne: Poems of Love, Distance, and the Night, a callous and disinterested lover), my short fiction on relationships (The Scent and Other Stories), or my action-adventure novelette (Click). The other two works are contained in A Tale of Hell and Other Works of Horror.
The Dead by James Joyce (1907) Tuesday’s Tale August 27, 2019 You’ve probably heard this line, variations, or parts of this quotation: “Pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.” James Joyce at his finest! He has many lines in his writings that […]
Sun bedazzles the Sea And I dive one thousand leagues into the buoyant Sky Deep into the eyes that look deeply into me. – Jen
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El Ciudadano La Tierra es un gran lugar para que la vida sobreviva y prospere. Para empezar, tiene agua líquida en su superficie, está a la distancia correcta del Sol, tiene una atmósfera protectora llena de gases y está equipada con un campo magnético para protegernos de peligros como las erupciones solares. Seguramente, algunos podrían…
via Estudio sugiere que hay planetas con más potencial de vida que la Tierra — El Ciudadano
“Legal Midnight Hour” by Carl Sandburg, Well, the dying time came, the legal midnight hour, The moment set by law for the Chair to be at work, To substantiate the majesty of the State of Massachusetts That hour was at hand, had arrived, was struck by the clocks, The time for two men […]
Through the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber,
Past the wan-mooned abysses of night,
I have lived o’er my lives without number,
I have sounded all things with my sight;
And I struggle and shriek ere the daybreak, being driven to madness with fright.
I have whirled with the earth at the dawning,
When the sky was a vaporous flame;
I have seen the dark universe yawning
Where the black planets roll without aim,
Where they roll in their horror unheeded, without knowledge or lustre or name.
I had drifted o’er seas without ending,
Under sinister grey-clouded skies,
That the many-forked lightning is rending,
That resound with hysterical cries;
With the moans of invisible daemons, that out of the green waters rise.
I have plunged like a deer through the arches
Of the hoary primoridal grove,
Where the oaks feel the presence that marches,
And stalks on where no spirit dares rove,
And I flee from a thing that surrounds me, and leers through dead branches above.
I have stumbled by cave-ridden mountains
That rise barren and bleak from the plain,
I have drunk of the fog-foetid fountains
That ooze down to the marsh and the main;
And in hot cursed tarns I have seen things, I care not to gaze on again.
I have scanned the vast ivy-clad palace,
I have trod its untenanted hall,
Where the moon rising up from the valleys
Shows the tapestried things on the wall;
Strange figures discordantly woven, that I cannot endure to recall.
I have peered from the casements in wonder
At the mouldering meadows around,
At the many-roofed village laid under
The curse of a grave-girdled ground;
And from rows of white urn-carven marble, I listen intently for sound.
I have haunted the tombs of the ages,
I have flown on the pinions of fear,
Where the smoke-belching Erebus rages;
Where the jokulls loom snow-clad and drear:
And in realms where the sun of the desert consumes what it never can cheer.
I was old when the pharaohs first mounted
The jewel-decked throne by the Nile;
I was old in those epochs uncounted
When I, and I only, was vile;
And Man, yet untainted and happy, dwelt in bliss on the far Arctic isle.
Oh, great was the sin of my spirit,
And great is the reach of its doom;
Not the pity of Heaven can cheer it,
Nor can respite be found in the tomb:
Down the infinite aeons come beating the wings of unmerciful gloom.
Through the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber,
Past the wan-mooned abysses of night,
I have lived o’er my lives without number,
I have sounded all things with my sight;
And I struggle and shriek ere the daybreak, being driven to madness with fright.
The link below is to an article that takes a look at the top 10 libraries in fiction. Are there any that have been missed in your opinion? Should the library in the Sarah J. Maas ‘Throne of Glass’ series be included for example? Share your thoughts in the comments below. For more visit:https://www.theguardian.com/books/2019/jul/31/top-10-libraries-in-fiction-jrr-tolkien-borges-game-of-thrones
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