the wendigo | greygirlbeast

"We're nothing, and nothing will help us."

greygirlbeast Jan 08, 2022 22:44

Our high today was 57˚F.

Today would have been David Bowie's 75th birthday.

Nope, no work. I cannot find a way out of this hole.

I can now tell you that I am scheduled to be an Honored Guest at the 2022 World Fantasy Convention in New Orleans. The announcement has been made on their website. I remind myself how much I hate conventions. This will ( Read more... )

qanon, the fall of america, good movies, the horror clown, ibc, cons, the wendigo, fascism, osgood perkins, antlers, scott cooper, new orleans

"Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight."

greygirlbeast Jan 05, 2018 12:08

I posted this to Facebook about two hours ago: In Providence, it's 13˚F, with the windchill at -4, and about a foot on snow on the ground. We've not been above freezing since before Christmas. To quote the Beach Boys, "I wanna go home." Since then, the temperature has skyrocketed to 14˚F, and the windchill has actually dropped one degree, to -5˚F. ( Read more... )

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"And Doctor Bliss slipped me a Preparation..."

greygirlbeast Apr 01, 2015 11:36

We're back in Providence. We made it in about 7:30 last night. We got Italian takeout, then, despairing at the state of this house, lay in front of the television watching The West Wing until 2 a.m. (= 4 episodes). Toby and CJ always help a little. Currently, it's sunny and 39˚F (on April 1st), and we may reach 48˚F today (on April 1st). ( Read more... )

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"I'd sell your heart to the junkman, baby. For a buck, for a buck."

greygirlbeast Mar 19, 2015 13:56

I should have titled this, "Spring? Yeah, Right."

Unless I want to spend the next two hours on this blog entry, there's no doing the last two days justice. And I can't spend that much time on a blog entry fifteen people will read, so...this is the Reader's Digest condensed version. By the way, at the moment, it's 30˚F here, with the windchill at ( Read more... )

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"I pulled into Nazareth..."

greygirlbeast Feb 13, 2015 12:53

Today the wendigo is wailing down Overlook Mountain, whipping up snow and snapping limbs. The sun is a wide and carnivorous blue. The land is crystalline white, and the sky is bottomless blue. The sun is brilliant. The trees save me from vertigo, from falling up, the trees and the mountain. Last night, the wind was even wilder than it is today. We ( Read more... )

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"Sodom, South Georgia"

greygirlbeast Jan 31, 2015 12:31

An odd night. A wild night on the mountain, the wendigo's breath rattling through the trees and roaring across the snow that fell all day yesterday. It woke me again and again, that wind. I got up just before dawn and stood at one of the kitchen windows, watching an incredibly bright Jupiter setting behind the trees. The night was so bright you ( Read more... )

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"And once you're gone, you can't come back."

greygirlbeast Dec 18, 2014 12:23

A wind is roaring down from the mountains, from Indian Head and Plattekill, dragging itself over and through the trees. I lay awake last night listening to it, thinking of Algernon Blackwood:

What might have happened in the next minute or two one may speculate about, yet never definitely know, for in the instant of profound silence that followed ( Read more... )

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