Look at those pretty ladies! I am very excited to get cracking on these three as the days become darker and shorter. I’m finishing up some other reads currently (secrets, ghosts, lost loves), but hopefully my eyes can turn to my new acquisitions as I shockingly have never read these titles.
As the founding editor of the literary magazine, The Wild Hunt, I’m super excited for our first theme issue: What Is On the Very Edge of the Wood? Once you’re done carving pumpkins and filling up on too many sweets, send us your fiction! The deadline is the 1st of November 2018. Anything spooky, weird, Gothic, dark, etc. is welcome as long as it interprets the theme to some degree. If you have questions, feel free to drop me a note in the comments.
More info here.
Only today did I hear of the term “Tasmanian Gothic” to describe the blend of European Gothic traditions with the wild and remote island of Tasmanian. How I have lived my life not realizing this?!
While reading the Wikipedia page, I saw that I have already encountered a few of these works, but never knew of their own distinction. Hopefully, some free time this weekend will allow me to explore more of this and update my notes.
The post arrived this week with a new copy of The Private Memoirs and Confessions of a Justified Sinner by James Hogg (Vintage). It is a personal favourite and I’m delighted to be part of an edition slated for next year. I have to get cracking as I’m writing an introduction to a new American edition. I’ve already started digging through the catalogue at the British Library and after months of my absence from the stacks, this is a perfect reason to dust off my Readers card.
Justified Sinner is an 1824 novel by Scottish Writer James Hogg. It’s wicked and mysterious and of course an example of early Gothic literature. It will be a big project–and of course I’m already busy with loads of other things–but happy to be back to writing literary interest essays for public consumption.
I’m sure I’ll be posting more snippets of my notes while researching and writing this project.
I must admit that I didn’t hear of this television adaptation till I received the Netflix recommendation newsletter on Friday. When I got home–with the English nights wrapping the sky sooner rather than later–I eagerly watched the first two episodes.
As a lover of both Shirley Jackson and The Haunting of Hill House, I was over the moon. The adaptation’s plot strays from the original text, but, so far, I’m digging it. It actually has scared me on a number of occasions.
Although, the weather has warmed up, I think wispy Autumn should return soon. Perfect ambience for such Gothic horror.
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A new find for Viy, a nineteenth century horror novella by Nikolai Gogol. I first came across this story many moons ago in the form of the 1967 Soviet film adaption, which I highly recommend. However, this drawing is far creepier than the film (even if the creature’s eyes look a bit like two slinkies).