The cat’s out of the bag on this long-gestating project: my contribution came about from the 2010 Conference on Alan Moore at the University of Northampton that the now-sadly-departed Nathan Wiseman-Trowse organised. My presentation: Rite Here: Ritual, Performance and the Magick of Place From his first public working, The Birth Caul, Alan Moore has always had…
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TOA/V: New Shorts from Alan Moore
This week’s entry for Todd’s round up of overlooked audio/visuals is the first two bits of a new project from Alan Moore. Not content with forays into comics, novels, music, magic and publishing, he’s teamed up with Mitch Jenkins to work on a ‘Northampton Noir’ series. Because of course Moore has discovered that NoHo ‘practically…
HB MES and Publications
Back from a fantastic trip to P-Con. With luck I can get a con report up soon, but I have to give a talk to the digital humanities doctoral students at the Moore Institute tomorrow, so I better get that completed first. Many thanks to Pádraig, Catie, Deirdre and all the organisers as well as…
Whoosh, Whomp & Whoogah
Photo by Eileen Smith Okay, sue me — I love alliteration. It’s the Anglo-Saxon and Old Norse poetry what are to blame. Besides, these are words that are fun to say out loud. Go on, do it. I’ll wait. Okay? So the “whoosh” is because January is nearly done. Eeek! How has the first month…
Krampus and Digital Monks
Did the Krampus visit you last night or did Saint Nicholas fill your shoes with gifts? Happy Independence Day, Finland (let’s have a little Värttinä for that). My talk is today at the Moore Institute. It’s an update of my keynote address from April; I wanted to hit a lot of the same issues, but…
More Moore but Not Ruthlessly So
Saturday kicked off another trip to the Big Smoke with the aim of seeing Mr Moore and his compatriots re-imagine a journey through the English. Apropos, non? We took the train into Liverpool Street station and then stopped at Hamilton Hall for a pint and lunch with Ruth. I love burgers with slabs of real…
London with Four Essex Lads, Alan Moore, and Ruth
Because no one would want to travel ruthlessly, surely: I zipped off to London this weekend because I could. Is there any better reason? Well, I suppose fun and a couple of Alan Moore performances were also a good reason. I got in rather late, so Friday also got a late start but my pal…
Fiction Slamming and Finally Meeting Pádraig
I ambled off to Octocon on Saturday after a good night out on Friday, where I had attended the 3rd Annual Fiction Slam put on by the local lit organisation, Over the Edge. I had no idea quite how it would go, but it was more or less like a poetry slam: that is, a…
Talk About the Weather
Everywhere I’ve lived people have always said, “If you don’t like the weather, wait a minute.” Even in Houston, which flabbergasted me because nine or ten months of the year it is relentlessly hot and humid with only the regular 3pm brief thunderstorm to break the hellfire monotony. It was slightly more true in Michigan,…
Friday’s Forgotten Books: Between the Angels and the Apes
Not so much “forgotten” as — what? Aborted? Headed off at the pass? The initial news was wonderful: Alan Moore writing an opera on John Dee with Gorillaz! What’s not to love? It sounded like a match made in an alchemical lab somewhere with the potential of turning into gold. There was just one problem:…
K. A. Laity 