I'm still very fond of Thomas Canty, to the point where I'd probably buy a print or two if I could find them. I don't think I ever read any of The Keltiad, though. They probably came out when I was going through my "why does all fantasy have to be Celt-based, damnit!?!?" phase. Which I've since gotten over, but still.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
My problem with Thomas Canty is that his work ends up looking so very the same. But unless you own most of his work, not really a problem for your personal collection.
He has a really great handle on pleats and light through fabric. I did stumble on this Tori Amos calendar site while looking for examples of his work, and his is one of the most disappointing since it doesn't look like her at all. I wonder if he doesn't do likenesses. On the other hand--I don't even like Tori much, but there's some brilliant stuff there. The Sienkiewicz is gorgeous. Can you imagine him having done a portrait of you?
I think I was all caught up in both Celtic mythology and The Doors at the time I stumbled onto the Keltiad. The pretentiousness didn't occur to me until later.
Hey, Oscar Wilde! It's Clobberin' Time!!
Wilde was quite athletic (at least before prison ruined his health). Every now and then then someone think his personal style and his sexual orientation meant weakling, and try to physically bully him. That always proved a very painful mistake for the would-be bully, because apparently boxing and wrestling were among the sports Wilde was good at.
On Edit: which doesn't mean he could have defeated the Thing in single combat.
apparently boxing and wrestling were among the sports Wilde was good at.
Is it ironic then that the father of modern boxing is the man who got him thrown in jail?
I would say so. Especially since, if you think about it the man got him in jail by not exactly playing by Marquis of Queensberry rules. Incidentally though it did not end well for Wilde he made one of the great tough-guy replies of all time. When threatened with violence by the Marquesse, he said "I do not know what the Queensberry rules are, but the Oscar Wilde rule is to shoot on sight."
When threatened with violence by the Marquesse, he said "I do not know what the Queensberry rules are, but the Oscar Wilde rule is to shoot on sight."
My Wilde-crush continues unabated. And I cannot resist linking to Questionable Content's take on Wilde: [link]
Do any fellow horror fans recall a short story which is an account by a wife of disturbing psychic contact with her husband's deceased consciousness as his brain decomposes after untimely death? I recall vaguely that it was written by some author with a reputation as an occultist, but not his name or that of the story.
Sorry Matt. I remember this vaguely too (but are you sure the Psychic link was with his wife), but can't remember the specifics better than you can.
In completely unrelated news: Catherine and Heathcliff audition for Twilight. (As you've probably guessed McSweenys) [link]
No, the link may have been with a third party who was relaying information. I recall the proposal that the only hope for people to avoid torment after death was via dynamite used in such a way that the brain was completely destroyed.
A long time ago I had the mistaken impression that it might be LeFanu, but it doesn't match anything I've found in his bibliography and I think he's too early for the dynamite solution.