Two brief Neil Gaiman comics which I picked up from the Humble Bundle some years ago.

Second frame of third page of Blood Monster (art by Marlene O’Connor):

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Second paragraph of third story ("Sleeping Dogs", by Joe Haldeman:Low gravity and low oxygen. My heart was going too fast. I stood for a moment, concentrating, and brought it down to a hundred, then ninety. The air had more sulfur sting than I remembered. It seemed a lot warmer than I remembered that summer, too, but then if I could remember it all ( Read more... )

Third page:

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Second frame with dialogue of third chapter (for context, Moses has didactically asked the Israelites what it is that he does not want to see when he gets back from answering God’s phone call; this particular story is by Alan Moore and Hunt Emerson, adapted from Leviticus 20):

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76 days on from the awards, I think it's OK to reveal my own preferences in the category that was hardest hit by the recent unpleasantness, with No Award (rightly) winning in 2015 and 2016. Thanks to the new arrangements, we had six viable candidates this year, and No Award came last.

My first preference vote went very firmly to Words Are My ( Read more... )

Second paragraph of third story ("The Known of Kensal Rising" by Josh Appignanesi - one of the prose pieces, most are in comics format): "It's all right, Dad," I said. "You don't have to take that tone with me. Just... tell me how you are." We had stopped walking. There was a moment like a short folding in time. From beneath a furrowed brow, ( Read more... )

Second stanza of third section ("Song of the Little Hairy Man"): And when the night's all thundering
I shall not fear the thunder
Nor fear the mammoth's blundering,
nor bandits and their plundering
-- For "How much, we was wondering?"
I'll walk the wide world under.
This was part of the Neil Gaiman Humble Bundle, only 14 pages, published in 1999 ( Read more... )

Third story (depending how you count) in full:Nicholas Was...
older than sin, and his beard could grow no whiter. He wanted to die ( Read more... )

Second extract in third chapter: ‘I’ll introduce myself. Name’s Lt John MacGregor, as a matter of fact, in the I.P.F.’
‘Interplanetary Force,’ goggled Fred.
‘Precisely,’ said MacGregor with an exaggerated bow.
‘My man, you are now in the presence of the John MacGregor who has shot down seventeen of the Martian invasion fleet.’
LIONEL FANTHORPE, ( Read more... )

Second text frame of third chapter:

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