Balada de la trompeta
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View ArticleThe whole world smiles with you
When you’re smilin’, when you’re smilin’ The whole world smiles with you When you’re laughin’, when you’re laughin’ The sun comes shinin’ through But when you’re cryin’, you bring on the rain So stop...
View ArticleTo Elen of the Ways
For Ellen. I call to you, secretive Goddess of the woods, the grassy steppes, the marshland rich in flowers and the unheimlich realm of dream and vision; you who run through the night with the herds,...
View Articlea sequel to Gods and mortals
Around 5:30 this morning I put the finishing touches on Catharsis and sent the manuscript off to my editor. According to the back blurb the book is an “apocalyptic exploration of sex, death, drugs,...
View ArticleA taste of Catharsis
Numina loci There is a forest in Poland where the trees grow white as bone and weirdly warped, though no one quite knows why. People in the area have been coming here since pre-Christian times to leave...
View ArticleSolstice
I’m often asked what order the books of my “Black Star Rising” cycle should be read in. My usual answer is, “however they grab you” but that’s not terribly helpful or, strictly speaking, true. There is...
View ArticleAnother Catharsis teaser
Premonitions The plover plodded along the damp, gripping sand eager to reach the pool where the blue-green flies were mating before the tide turned and the foamy waves rolled back in. He was so intent...
View ArticleSymplegma
Tradition knows many Arachnes, each distinct but related. There is the Lydian, perhaps the best known thanks to Ovid’s masterful treatment of her story in Metamorphoses. But there was also the...
View ArticlePoll time at House of Vines!
Which of the books discussed here would you most like to see me work on next? Leave your answer in the comments section of this post.
View ArticleOr maybe Dark Gold
The poll has closed, with Nightmares, Ecstasies, Terrors netting 50% of the vote. Everyone who participated has been awarded free admittance to one of my classes next time I’m offering them. Everyone...
View ArticleI do not see it.
I am not now nor have I ever been a member of the National Socialist German Workers’ Party or any group in any way associated with them – and it’s really rather insulting for certain individuals to...
View ArticleDay I. To Máni Ný
Hear my prayers, O God who swells and causes increase, heaven’s dancer Máni, Mundilfari’s son and brother of gold-haired Sunna, sister of Sinthgunt, if it pleases you to be called so. I know your names...
View ArticleDay III. To Máni Ártali
Many-named, multiform, magnificent Máni I beseech you, whom even the Gods approach when they wish to be told the year and the secrets it holds, you who wear a belt of clacking beads strung across your...
View ArticleDay VI. To Máni Nið
None other than Óðinn proclaimed that the descendants of Askr and Embla should invoke you Máni who makes things wane, whenever barbed, stinking malice should come between two or more of us; you know...
View ArticleDay VII. To Máni Mulinn
I greet you White Ás with the obsidian face, and eyes that see into the most secret places of one’s heart; Mock-Sun they call you, Máni who has forgotten even how to laugh. You are near to exhaustion...
View ArticleDay II. To Máni Skjálgr
I sing of Máni of the crescent blade whirled in lethal rapture during his martial dance faster than eye can follow and sharp as desire, good for cutting the throats of foes, striker of vital organs and...
View ArticleDay IV. To Máni Fengári
I raise a horn of the best sheep’s milk to you Máni, who in your wide travels have found no mountain more pleasing to you than ancient shining Sàos, pinnacle of Samothrace in the sacred Aegean sea;...
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