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Thursday, 30 January 2014
Usher Gallery, Lincoln
Stumbled across the Usher Gallery, which currently has an exhibition called Modern Masters, with prints by Dali, Picasso, Matisse and Warhol. As cool as that was, the highlight was the gallery itself, which contains surprises from all over the place and all over time, including this Lowry painting, currently tucked away down a small corridor:
Monday, 27 January 2014
Thursday, 23 January 2014
New Ebook - Spiders Inside by Lacy Lalonde
Lacy Lalonde’s Spiders Inside is a somewhat unnerving short story collection about our relationship with arachnids.
Labels:
Ficion,
Lacy Lalonde,
Philstine Press,
Short Stories,
Spiders Inside
Wednesday, 22 January 2014
Monday, 20 January 2014
ShortStops
Brand new website dedicated to short stories and their writers, masterminded by Tania Hershman: http://shortstops.info/
Much respect.
Raymond Carver
Josh Jones's overview of Raymond Carver's work sums it up very well (an appropriate treatment for an author famous for summing things up).
This post on Open Culture also features three audio versions of Carver's stories. Brilliant.
Monday, 13 January 2014
Pigeons at Dawn by Charles Simic
Extraordinary efforts are being made
To hide things from us, my friend.
Some stay up into the wee hours
To search their souls.
Others undress each other in darkened rooms.
The creaky old elevator
Took us down to the icy cellar first
To show us a mop and a bucket
Before it deigned to ascend again
With a sigh of exasperation.
Under the vast, early-dawn sky
The city lay silent before us.
Everything on hold:
Rooftops and water towers,
Clouds and wisps of white smoke.
We must be patient, we told ourselves,
See if the pigeons will coo now
For the one who comes to her window
To feed them angel cake,
All but invisible, but for her slender arm.
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16876#sthash.RkB7HhS7.dpuf
To hide things from us, my friend.
Some stay up into the wee hours
To search their souls.
Others undress each other in darkened rooms.
The creaky old elevator
Took us down to the icy cellar first
To show us a mop and a bucket
Before it deigned to ascend again
With a sigh of exasperation.
Under the vast, early-dawn sky
The city lay silent before us.
Everything on hold:
Rooftops and water towers,
Clouds and wisps of white smoke.
We must be patient, we told ourselves,
See if the pigeons will coo now
For the one who comes to her window
To feed them angel cake,
All but invisible, but for her slender arm.
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16876#sthash.RkB7HhS7.dpuf
Monday, 6 January 2014
Gay marriage in prison
I've been doing some research for a story I'm writing about gay relationships in prison.
I missed this story first time round. No doubt someone's going to make a film about this at some point - I look forward to seeing it.
I missed this story first time round. No doubt someone's going to make a film about this at some point - I look forward to seeing it.
Thursday, 2 January 2014
Death in Venice by Thomas Mann
I began serialising this classic text on this blog, but for boring technical reasons the process of doing so has proven rather difficult, so here's a link to the complete book which can be downloaded in various formats through Archive.org.
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