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Vintage Photo Album: Mysterious Bruise Edition

If you wake up in a strange place, can’t remember how you got there, and have mysterious bruises in unusual spots, you may need to make sure that your maid hasn’t been trying to poison you. (How perceptive of you. Yes that is Pola Negri in the chair.) – Action Here. – Ends When it Ends.

If you wake up chained to a table in a cell, can’t remember how you got there, and have mysterious bruises in alarming places, it may be that you forgot to pay your guild dues to that hashish-using band of murderous thugs you belong to. – Action Here. – Ends 1/18/2012

If you wake up hanging in a tree, can’t remember how you got there, and have mysterious bruises all over your body, it may be that you chose to collect butterflies on the wrong planet. – Action Here. – Ends 1/11/2012

If you wake up huddled in your closet, can’t remember how you got there, and have mysterious bruises all over your head, it may be that you lost control to the voices that you hear between stations on your radio set. – Action Here. – Ends When it Ends

If you wake up in the parlor, can’t remember the last few hours, have mysterious bruises on your arms and legs, and every window and mirror in the room is shattered, you may want to stop entertaining that mysteriously charismatic little girl who claims she can speak to the spirit world. – Action Here. – Ends 12/24/2011


If you wake up on the floor, can’t remember how you fell out of bed, and your neck is covered with mysterious bruises, that dimly remembered vision you had of a giant cat creeping into your room and looming over the end of your bed might not have been a dream. – Action Here. – Ends When it Ends

Epilogue

I don’t have a story for these. I just wanted to post them because they’re really remarkable. Photos from an opera house in Chicago from 1891. The photos say W.V. PENNINGTON CHICAGO E.R. WALKER across the bottom.


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And Finally

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Tiny Pitchfork Mob Two

Allow me to save some of you two trips to the bookstore: THE HAUNTING OF TWENTIETH CENTURY AMERICA sounds like it would be about famous ghost-hunting spots, unsolved mysteries, and hotel suites haunted by doomed lovers who met infamy. Not so. Here instead we find a history of European occultism, an entire chapter about Edgar Cayce, more chapters about past lives, spiritualism, astrology, and the New Age movement. Please don’t trust me to judge a book like this. I am not the intended audience. Fans of conspiracy theories who enjoy history should, at the very least, get a kick or two out of this voluminous, heavily-researched tome.
The Haunting of Twentieth-Century America by William J. Birnes and Joel Martin2011Forge

Ho. Ho. Ho. I LOVE the writing of Liz Williams, whose Detective Chen series I absolutely adore. My rat army has orders to pick up any Liz Williams novels they may find. 15% supernatural romance, 30% drug-induced fever dream, 10% science fiction and 60% dark fantasy, THE POISON MASTER schemes to bring freedom to a planet populated by humans but ruled by cruel trans-dimensional giant WTF insect things that don’t make any sense and I don’t know how else to explain what happens here. Hmmmmm. OK. How about this? A woman is forced to go on the lam and is subsequently pulled into a treacherous multi-world intrigue after she accidentally kills a rich divorcee with recreational hallucinatory drugs (that she happens to take a lot of herself, being an apothecary). With nowhere else to turn, she finds herself employed by the Poison Master, a rich assassin from another world who CLAIMS to want to overthrow the insect things. But can he be trusted? Did I mention that she’s helplessly attracted to this dangerous man? His daughter calls our heroine a “junky”. I’m not doing a good job of describing this book. It’s a good book!
The Poison Master by Liz Williams2003Bantam Books

While we’re on the subject of authors I’ve been reading lately, let’s talk about something by Mr. Kim Newman, author of Anno Dracula. Wonder what it would be like to read a book that followed the century-spanning lives of one of the older vampires from Anno Dracula? Our monster isn’t really a vampire that drinks blood so much as a vampire that finds sustenance in human terror and BAD DREAMS. This novel had: So. Much. Promise. Too bad the full last half of it was our protagonist’s experience of a bad dream created by this vampire to entrap and murder her. More like murder her with boredom. We read as she wanders through a hundred and some-odd pages of dreams that really should have been terrifying, considering the author and subject matter, but more closely resembled those dreams where you are looking for something but you can’t find it and everyone in the restaurant breaks into song and then suddenly you’re walking down a hallway looking for the bathroom but there’s a foot of water on the floor and you wonder if that’s water from the bathroom because if that’s the case then you might want to look for higher ground and here you are wearing your best shoes. Oh wait! Is that a character from that Pulitzer prize winning play? He knocks back a shot of whiskey and turns to the bar. He doesn’t know that his fiancee’s lover is about to march in with a gun, but suddenly it’s raining and the bridge is washed out. What were you looking for again? You can’t find it. Am I boring you yet? ZZZZZZZZZZZ. Somebody wake me up!
Bad Dreams by Kim Newman1990Carroll & Graf Publishers

Many thanks to TOR/FORGE for the review copy of The Haunting of Twentieth Century America.

A Small Pitchfork Mob of Short Reviews

This is happening more and more lately, and I’m just going to roll with it. It seems like every time I turn around, I’ve read several books and need to review them all, post-haste. So here they are.

Wow! What a lurid cover! Make sure you enlarge that baby to get the full effect. Another 1960s Corinth anthology of weird menace pulp fiction from the 1930s, DEATH’S LOVING ARMS AND OTHER TERROR TALES is entertaining, annoying, interesting, and wholly gratuitous. We have here five stories in total: “Death’s Loving Arms” by Hugh B. Cave, “Vampire Meat” by Frederick C. Painton, “Blood Magic” by G.T. Fleming-Roberts, “From Out the Shadows” by Frances Bragg Middleton, and “Village of the Dead” by Wyatt Blassingame. All of them have that pulpy fast-paced tough-guy prose and feature ready men who either save their damsels in distress or nearly fall victim to murderous exotic jungle ladies. Like your typical Scooby Doo mysteries, almost all reveal a mundane source for what seemed to be a supernatural mystery. Snoresville “Village of the Dead” wins the worst offender award for being ridiculously sexist and overtly racist in detailing the victimization of a crippled girl and her sister by some inbred bayou hicks. “Vampire Meat” wins best in show for being short but sweet with a mad scientist, high body count, and an ending that cries out for a cackling crypt keeper.
Death’s Loving Arms and Other Terror Tales – 1966 – Corinth Publications. This book is out of print and rare, but shows up on eBay from time to time. Search here.

The latest issue of RIPLEY’S BELIEVE IT OR NOT is in, and it is subtitled STRIKINGLY TRUE. All I have to say about this book is that there is a clown who puts fish hooks in his eye sockets and then uses them to pull his face all out of shape AND THE PICTURES WILL GIVE YOU NIGHTMARES FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. I love these books! Really I do.
Ripley’s Believe It Or Not! Strikingly True
2011Ripley Entertainment

One man’s desperate search for his lost daughter leads him to perform a dark piece of magic that simultaneously blinds him and makes him able to see the supernatural creatures and ghosts who live among us. The protagonist’s name, “Jeremiah Hunt,” speaks volumes and even sets expectations, doesn’t it? Yes, yes. A straight-up supernatural mystery novel, EYES TO SEE delivers the goods in a no-fuss no-muss manner. We have here the tough cop turning up the heat on our brave protagonist, the sensitive witch who is falling in love with him, and the mysterious Russian black marketeer who cannot help but become his trusty sidekick. All of them are working to solve the mystery behind a horrifying string of bizarre murders before it’s too late. Looking for a lightweight supernatural thriller to read in between all that serious literature you’ve been poring over? Look no further.
Eyes to See (The Jeremiah Hunt Chronicle) by Joseph Nassise2011Tor Books

A couple of weeks ago I mentioned that Graham Annable was selling a book titled HIDDEN. If you are fan of Annable’s creepy short animations, and you’ve been holding off from picking up a copy of this marvelous little gem, wonder no longer – or continue to wonder NOW, because it’s sold out. Like his short films, the book is well illustrated, impeccably paced, and deliciously creepy.
Hidden by Graham Annable – 2011 - Kabinett (is that his own imprint?)

Many thanks to TOR/FORGE for review copy of Eyes to See. Also thanks for Ripley’s Entertainment for the review copy of Ripley’s Believe It or Not.

F.W. Murnau’s Faust

Just a very fast and dreadfully tardy public service announcement to any readers in Portland, Oregon that tonight at the Hollywood Theater there will be a showing of F.W. Murnau’s classic silent movie Faust (1926). In addition, the film will be accompanied by a live ensemble. Details are here.

“Yes. Yes.” You may say. “But silent films are such a bore.” Let me support you, dear reader, in that statement. Your humble servant has sat through more than a few awful silent films in his unnaturally long span on this planet. I’ve never seen Faust, but I did have the opportunity to see Murnau’s Nosferatu (1922) on the big screen long, long ago. I can still remember where I was when I saw it, it made such an impression on me. Let me also add that Faust is rated number 6 greatest horror film of all time on IMDB, just below John Carpenter’s The Thing (1982) and right above the aforementioned Nosferatu and William Friedkin’s The Exorcist (1973).

Here is a chance to see it on a big screen! With a live ensemble! I will be there.

Blood and Other Cravings Edited by Ellen Datlow

Blood and Other Cravings coverAh, short story collections. How I love to complain about them. Regular readers will recall that for me it’s more a matter of attention span as it is anything else. When you reach my age, the days fly. A monster wants long books, and better yet, long sequels to those long books. At the same time, a good short story collection can be like a box of assorted chocolates. There’s the one with a cherry inside, another with two colors of nougat, a couple with caramel, the chocolate filled with that crap white stuff with nuts in it. What is that stuff? If you’re like me and have a flying monkey army, there’s always one that some insensitive dolt bit into and then returned to the box. If you get a good assortment, most of them are good. I’m happy to report that in the chocolate assortment that Ellen Datlow has assembled in Blood and Other Cravings, we’ve got a good mix. And so that one chocolate with the cherry in it? It’s a good one.

As the title might suggest, Blood and Other Cravings is a collection of short stories on the subject of vampirism. So you’ve got some of the standard vampires that don’t have reflections, drink blood, and have to be invited in; some vampires who feed on the control that they have over their victim’s lives; other vampires that breathe and put their pants on one leg at a time like you and I do; and some vampires that might just be sucking your soul out of the hole that you call “memory.”

Stories that Stand Out to Me Are

All You Can Do is Breathe by Kaaron Warren – a believable story of a simple man who, simply by accident, falls into a void in the world. The kind of void that people refuse to look at.

Needles by Elizabeth Bear – a conventional “American Gods in the SouthWest” kind of adventure story that reads like a chapter out of a bigger, probably very interesting novel.

Baskerville’s Midgets by Reggie Oliver – must be read to be believed. Warring factions of little people and an unhinged lady innkeeper. Ever have somebody warn you about something, and you ignore the warning because it just doesn’t make sense? Then, much later, you see what they were trying to tell you? Ah ha ha. If you haven’t done that, you haven’t lived! Anyways, this story has something like that happen. The Baskerville’s Midgets is simultaneously hilarious, imaginative, and creepy.

Keeping Corky by Melanie Tem – reminiscent of Azimov’s stories. The ones where you hope it doesn’t go where you think it’s going and then it goes there and then somewhere worse. Then you think about it later and it’s like pushing a sore tooth with your tongue? Like that.

Miri by Steve Rasnic Tem – That vampire I mentioned above that might be sucking your soul out of the hole we call memory.

Mrs. Jones by Carol Emschwiller – Completely different from, but in effect like Baskerville’s Midgets: funny, imaginative, and creepy. Three flavors that go great together.

And then for me it was kind of a long slog before that one story that’s the chocolate with the cherry in it: The Siphon by Laird Barron. A gainfully-employed psychopath with a cigar box of kill trophies in his closet discovers a magical alternate world where he is not important.

Here is where I would usually provide some numbers, or a vampire classification chart, but neither makes any sense with a collection of stories. I think this is a good collection of stories, and if you’re looking for something to get you in the MOOD for October, Blood and Other Cravings would be an excellent place to start.

Blood and Other Cravings edited by Ellen DatlowTor Books2011
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Many thanks to Tor Books for the review copy of this book.

The flying monkeys let our technician out for a minute and he snuck away into the light of day. Thanks for your patience during this difficult transition.
I ated Tinkerbell.

Fhtagn Spoken Here.

... the attic, a vast raftered length lighted only by small blinking windows in the gable ends, and filled with a massed wreckage of chests, chairs, and spinning-wheels which infinite years of deposit had shrouded and festooned into monstrous and hellish shapes.
The Shunned House
H.P. Lovecraft




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