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Monday, September 30, 2002 1-2-3-4 I Feel Sick – Send for the doctor quick quick quick. I’ve felt better. Spent most of the day in bed, hope to be on my feet tomorrow. No links today, but a little story.Sunday, September 29, 2002 New Nightmares – I don’t read a lot of first novels. Sturgeon’s Law is not to be taken lightly, and I don’t have the infinite time to spend with writers who don’t have strong reputations. But Cemetery Dance gave Night Terrors a good and intriguing review, and I knew of author Drew Williams from a couple of email lists I subscribe to, so I thought I’d give it a try. I’m glad I did. I think I just got in at the ground floor of an interesting literary career. The Haunted Cabin – Sounds like a nice place to get away. A quaint cabin by the lake, complete with hot and cold running ghosts. Mildly creepy story, but what struck me is that the cabin is on the shore of Donner Lake. If there is anyplace in America that has earned its angry lingering spirits, it is there.Friday, September 27, 2002 Nazis. I Hate Those Guys – Amazingly weird story in Pravda about an archeological dig in the Ukraine that found some victims of the most bizarre department of Nazi Germany. Ahnenerbe was a research society created by Himmler. They were into just about everything that was freaky, including the occult, vivisection, and science fiction-type weapons. If anyone was going to go after the Ark of the Covenant or the Holy Grail, it would be them Bits to Bits – My maternal grandfather died before the twentieth century was half over. His body was laid out in the house where he had lived, and the townsfolk came to offer condolences. Death, they knew, was part of life. After the wars we tried to forget that. We compartmentalized death, made it something separate. Our departed were shipped off to funeral “homes.” Drop ‘em off, leave, get on with it. Eventually we invented drive-in funerals. We don’t have to get close to the grieving relatives; death is again separated from life. Now comes the funeral for our decade. Why even show up when you can be a virtual presence? Yes, the funeral webcast is now available. It seems that each generation gets the end that they deserve. Toys For Future de Sades – Some Australian parents have their knickers in a twist over some delightful children’s toys called Stretch Screamers. They are cute little dolls that look like monsters, mummies, Martians, and ghouls. They are elastic, so you can stretch them and squeeze them. And when you do, they scream in agony. You can strangle your new pal too. When you do that a big bubble will rise from your victim’s throat. I can’t imagine what those parents are upset about. The manufacturer’s website features crappy Flash animation and unpleasant screeching sounds.Wednesday, September 25, 2002 Totally Cool! – But a bit fishy, and very evil. Now you can proclaim your worship of the Old Ones to the world with an Esoteric Order of Dagon T-shirt. There are a lot of cool things at Sigh Co., and I thank die puny humans for showing the way.Tuesday, September 24, 2002 Japan Takes A Giant Step Backwards – For the first time since democracy was imposed upon them half a century ago, the Japanese courts have banned a novel. It cannot be published, and the author has been ordered to pay a large fine. It seems that a character in the novel was inspired by a real person, and it was decided that people have a right not to inspire fictional characters.Monday, September 23, 2002 Freeze Dried People Powder – This is the best idea for corpse disposal I’ve heard of in a long time. You’ll be quick frozen, then pulverized to powder with sonic waves. Sure, it lacks the old world dignity of burial or the Viking romance of cremation, but it makes up for it in science fiction-y coolness. Think about it. You explode in a cloud of dust! What an exit. Rule Britannia! – The British Fantasy Awards have been announced. I see that The Mammoth Book of Best New Horror Volume 12 won for best anthology. No surprise there. It was pretty good, but it had a fairly obvious British tilt, editor Stephen Jones's protestations to the contrary not withstanding.Sunday, September 22, 2002 Spooky Art – Tired of being a pale imitation of Alice Cooper, Marilyn Manson has decided that he now wants to be a pale imitation of Clive Barker. An exhibit of his paintings in Hollywood has drawn raves from fellow empty headed celebrities. The images are disturbing, scary, horrific . . . ah, who cares? Ever since I read this article in The Onion last year I haven’t been able to look at Marilyn without wanting to giggle. Hellish Meme of the Week – Check out the Google search results for the phrase “go to hell.” The Tempest Continues – The horror community is still abuzz over Paula Guran’s essay from a couple of weeks ago. As I said last week, I think the essay was full of sound and fury, but it was so poorly written that it signified nothing. Now E.C. McMullen weighs in with his response. It is a well written essay, but if you choose to skip it because you are already well and truly sick of all this, I won’t blame you.Friday, September 20, 2002 Excelsior! – It just blows my mind that a Pulitzer Prize winning author is going to write the script for the next Spider-Man movie. Are comic book themes now considered to be acceptable grist for the intellectual mill? This Bizarro World am confusing.Thursday, September 19, 2002 Wild About Harry – It has been a very good week for Harry Potter creator J.K. Rowling. First, she won that idiotic plagiarism suit filed by that awful woman who claimed she invented Harry and the word “muggles.” The plaintiff was fined $50,000 because she is a great big fibber. Then it was announced that Rowling is three months pregnant. All good. Now that she is out from under that cloud, and she has a happy little bun in the oven, perhaps she will sit down at her solid gold writing desk and finish the fifth book. Good Stuff, Good Cause – Shocklines, the on-line horror store, is holding a charity auction at eBay to raise money for the Horror Writers Association and ProLiteracy Worldwide. Some pretty amazing stuff is on the block. You might want to check it out. Fantasy Novel Comes True – In American Gods Neil Gaiman introduces us to Mr. Wednesday, a formerly wealthy and powerful fellow who now makes his living as a grifter. While most of the novel is, of course, impossible, I thought that at least one of the cons seemed remarkably plausible. It seems that someone else had that thought too, as the con was played for real in Winnipeg a couple of weeks ago. Mr. Wednesday might be onto something here, as the thief made off with over $25,000.Wednesday, September 18, 2002 Fine Wholesome Reading For the Young Ladies – Hitting better bookstores near you next month, a book you didn’t know you needed, until now. Just Singing In the Rain – Authorities in Australia have refused to allow the production of alcoholic milk. They say it will lead to juvenile drinking. Nonsense. It can only lead to wholesome milkbars, where young people and their droogs can relax with their milk-plus and make up their rassoodocks what to do with the evening. The milk with sharpen them up and make them ready for a bit of dirty twenty-to-one, if that happens to be what they are peeting. What could possibly be frightening about that?Tuesday, September 17, 2002 Eros, Thanatos, and Advertising – An Italian coffin maker has a great new idea to advertise their products – drape nearly nude women over them! What the heck, you aren’t dead yet. Here is an article about it. Here is the web page itself. Scroll down to any of the links under the heading “Cofani funebri e fascino.” Or just click on the link under that for their free calendar. I’m particularly partial to September-October. This Must Be the Best Book In the World – It is the bestselling book in the country. So important, it is required reading in every school and every university. It is a never ending spiritual source, a guide for living in this Golden Age. It makes up for shortcomings in the Bible and the Koran. It is Ruhnama. Never heard of it? Well then, you are not fortunate enough to live in Turkmenistan. I so want to move to there. Tempest in a Cauldron – Last week I linked to a commentary by Paula Guran on the state of the horror genre. It is an interesting piece but a bit vague. It needed to be more specific about the nature of the problem and it failed to present a clear plan to correct it. This week the partisans have at her. One letter writer cheers Paula on but suggests she’ll need some form of armor to deal with the barbs that will be headed her way. Other letters dive right for the ad hominem, achieving nothing more than proving a part of her point. But Nick Mamatas (nope, I’ve never heard of him either) hits at the heart of her arguments, assailing her logic, decrying the non-specific nature of her complaints, and suggesting that all she will achieve is more of the pointless argument and name-calling that has characterized much of the discussion in the field. I’m afraid I have to agree with him. Guran may have a point to make, but I don’t think she make it here. Love-Notes – If you are seriously interested in weird fiction, ghost stories, or the history of contemporary horror, you have one absolute must read. Supernatural Horror in Literature by H.P. Lovecraft is widely considered to be the seminal essay on the study of the genre. Written in 1927 and revised in 1933, it provides a definition of weird fiction, creates a framework for critical analysis, gives a history of the genre, and presents brief, readable plot summaries of its major novels and short stories, placing them in the history and explaining their importance. Lovecraft is free with his opinions, lavishing praise on his favorite writers (Poe gets his own chapter) and criticizing those that don’t come up to the mark. If a student of spooky books wanted a reading list that would provide a grounding in the classics, seeking out the works sited in this essay would be an excellent place to start.Sunday, September 15, 2002 Dead People Are Scary – How can I not link to this story? It combines two of my favorite things, stupid criminals and necrophobia. Thieves break into a funeral parlor, then freak out because there is a dead guy there. What in the name of Yuggoth did they expect to find in a funeral parlor? Great heaping bags of cash? Caches of gold bullion? A mint condition copy of Action Comics #1?Saturday, September 14, 2002 King of the Monsters! – Up in Toronto a theater (or theatre in Canada) group is putting on a play that features Godzilla as a character. I hope those corporate monsters at Toho don’t hear about it. If they’ll go after Davezilla imagine what they’ll say about this. Ironic, when you think about it. As the article points out, Godzilla is a symbolic representation of WWII era Japanese imperialism. Now, it seems, the creature is looking to add Davezilla’s weblog to his co-prosperity sphere. Perhaps we’d better break out the plans for the oxygen destroyer again.Friday, September 13, 2002 Inspiration For Writers of Horror Stories – This first hit the news a couple of years ago, and has just re-surfaced because officials have announced that it will probably remain a mystery forever. A small airplane with eight men in it is flying over Australia. The pilot radios air traffic controllers and asks them to stand by. And that’s it. Somehow all eight men have died (or become completely incapacitated). The ghost plane flies over the outback, runs out of fuel, and crashes. How? Why? No one will ever know. All the Amenities – My dream house has come onto the market. It is a refurbished chapel with built-in crypt – and it comes pre-stocked with four corpses! Who could ask for more? I’m just going to avoid Romania for a little while – Before she died Orensia Constantin’s mother said that she did not want her daughter to bury her right away. She should wait because an angel would arrive from the east before the burial. So Orensia waited. A few months go by, the angel is late, and the neighbors in her apartment building are starting to complain. Naturally, the police show up and plant the late Mrs. Constantin in the ground. Hygienically wise I’m sure, but theologically a bit of a risk. What if that angel shows up and is expecting to see mom there? From what I’ve read, you don’t want to piss off an angel. The ones in the Bible don’t exactly act like Della Reese. I mean, some of those guys have two heads and flaming swords and such. I might have given her a little more time, just to be on the safe side. Evil! Pure and Simple From the Lunchroom! – What stale hell is this? I have seen awful things in my day. I have seen the implements of torture used in the Inquisition. I have seen malignant gnomes dancing the tarantella. I have seen satanic rites that utilized a goat, a staple gun, and a videotape of Pia Zadora. But nothing, nothing prepared me for the horror that is Actual Pictures of Real School Lunches From an Elementary School in Virginia. You have been warned. (I found this via Looka. What demon whispered the URL into his ear I hope never to know.) Searching for something weird? – Need to find nameless terrors? Looking for the city of R’lyeh? Want to know what Nyarlt'hotep has been up to lately? Well, check out the dread search engine with a fearsome and unnatural malignancy all its own: Cthuugle.Thursday, September 12, 2002 Sticker Wisdom – I saw a great bumper sticker today. It said “Buckle Up! It makes it harder for the aliens to suck you out of your car.” Family Values – Paula Guran has a thoughtful, angry commentary about the current state of the horror genre over at Locus (via Bookslut). She starts by tracing the development of horror as a marketing category, the boom in the 70s, and the inevitable bust. That brings us to today, where she sees small cliques of writers and publishers, writing for each other, publishing each other, and blurbing each other. Nothing of value is produced. Now, perhaps I am missing something here, but I can’t help thinking, so what? So what if microscopic small presses produce derivative crap that no one reads but themselves? As an incomplete reader I read what I like. I listen to reviewers who have a proven track record with me, or who write such a well reasoned review that I am compelled to check out what they are talking about. I listen to recommendations from people whom I know are not fools, and ignore those from people who are. As an unfinished writer I strive to create something that isn’t crap. The fact that the horror community is not a fully functional family doesn’t seem to matter. Ms. Guran is a mighty fine editor (the latest issue of Horror Garage is the best staple bound thing I’ve read this year) and her thoughts on horror are always of value, but I’m left wanting to know why a strong tribe is valuable, and what exactly ought to be done to achieve it.Wednesday, September 11, 2002 I am a man of words. There are other forms of expression – pictures, music, dance, all powerful and beautiful in their own way. But for me it is always words. Sometimes spoken, usually written, words have always been my friends. But on this day they abandon me. Mere language seems inadequate to express my feelings. One year ago I felt horror, anger, misery, and grief. I felt emotions I can’t even find words for. I find that anything I try to say about September 11 seems flat, banal, inadequate. So I won’t say anything. Instead, I’ll just point out Dave Barry, whose words speak to the heart, and James Lileks, whose words speak to the mind.Sunday, September 08, 2002 Saturday, September 07, 2002 Did it say “Abbey Normal” on the box? – Here’s a good reason to change the locks. Someone might break in and steal your brain. Fall Books – A list of forthcoming major books, via Bookslut. Black Cap Cases – Have a butchers at this list of executions in England from 1606 to 1895. There are some great names here. Guy Fawkes, Dick Turpin, Capt. Kidd, William Burke, and quite a few Fenians. The crimes are worth a look too. Mostly murders, some with unpleasant details like “murder of his child,” “murder of a little girl,” or “murder of sweetheart.” That all sound like today’s newspapers, but you know that the past is another world when you see “murder of illegitimate child,” “mutineer,” and “murder of infants; baby farming case.” Then there are John Smith and James Pratt, who surely lived in the wrong century – they were hanged for committing an “unnatural crime.” There are a million stories here. Today I am enjoying a day off from work. This is the first one I’ve had in 13 days. My life will begin returning to something close to normal soon. Of course, normal is relative.Thursday, September 05, 2002 Gernsback’s Phallus – Congratulations to Neil Gaiman. His American Gods has won this year’s Hugo Award for best novel of the year. This is the first time (I think) that the same novel won the Hugo (also known as the Science Fiction Achievement Award) and the Stoker Award (given by the Horror Writers of America). It is ironic since American Gods is neither science fiction nor horror. Fantasy certainly, even dark fantasy, but not horror. I think the International Horror Guild was quite right to bypass Gaiman and give their bauble to Caitlin R. Kiernan for Threshold (more about that book in a future entry). It is certainly the best horror novel I have read this year. On the other hand, American Gods is the best novel, regardless of genre, that I have read this year. It is kind of hard to pass up that kind of quality when you are awarding plaudits. I guess there is something essentially silly about literary awards. They tend to lead to some of the most pointless debates (Is it horror or not? Should a children’s book qualify? Is it gay enough, libertarian enough, new enough, long enough, enough already?). Perhaps I should give out my own annual awards. That way I can make and break my own pointless rules at will. Hmmm.Monday, September 02, 2002 Sunday, September 01, 2002 Autumn Reading – One of my favorite authors, Douglas Clegg, has a new book out. The Hour Before Dark hit the shelves this week, and the buzz is very good. Publisher’s Weekly gave it a starred review. For those of you not in the book business, that is a very good thing. Quoth PW: "Suspenseful and relentlessly spooky, told in economical prose yet peopled by characters as fully realized as one's own blood kin, this is at once the most artful and most mainstream tale yet from one of horror's brightest lights." Yea, I think this will go on my reading list. Clegg has set up an Hour Before Dark “dark game” message board. Pretty interesting reading.
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