Dear Diary, Hello. It is Monday. I live in Sun City. Sun City is a city that is entirely contained inside an enormous concrete building in the shape of a sun. Its rays house our living quarters; its circular centre is where we work and shop. No one has ever been outside of the city; it is generally suspected that the environment outside of the city is uninhabitable.
“People under seventy and over seven are very unreliable if they are not cats.”
This week's story is H. G. Wells' The Crystal Egg. THE CRYSTAL EGG There was, until a year ago, a little and very grimy-looking shop near Seven Dials, over which, in weather-worn yellow lettering, the name of "C. Cave, Naturalist and Dealer in Antiquities," was inscribed. The contents of its window were curiously variegated. They … Continue reading Short Story Saturday – The Crystal Egg
I Have Dreamed Of You So Much - Poem by Robert Desnos I have dreamed of you so much that you are no longer real. Is there still time for me to reach your breathing body, to kiss your mouth and make your dear voice come alive again? I have dreamed of you so much … Continue reading The Monday Poem: I Have Dreamed Of You So Much
This week's poem is Don Paterson's Poetry.
Verse by H. BELLOC ——— Pictures by B. T. B. Jim
He is the kin of the jungle’s lords, and heir to the secrets of hoary and sinister Africa. The Sphinx is his cousin, and he speaks her language; but he is more ancient than the Sphinx, and remembers that which she hath forgotten.
This is my first year of being self-employed, being my own boss, and it's resulted in more reading time! Here are my favourite reads of 2018 so far... Skagboys by Irvine Welsh I read a few Irvine Welsh books years ago and loved them all. In December, I finally got round to watching Trainspotting 2, … Continue reading From Welsh to Gaiman: Great Reads of 2018 (so far…)
Lady Love She is standing on my lids And her hair is in mine She is the form of my hands And the color of my eyes, She is swallowed in my shadow Like a stone against the sky Her eyes are always open And she does not let me sleep In the light of … Continue reading The Monday Poem – Lady Love
The Battle that Ended the Century By H. P. Lovecraft & Robert H. Barlow On the eve of the year 2001 a vast crowd of interested spectators were present amidst the romantic ruins of Cohen’s Garage, on the former site of New York, to witness a fistic encounter between two renowned champions of the strange-story … Continue reading Short Story Saturday – The Battle that Ended the Century by H. P. Lovecraft & Robert H. Barlow
