#FolkHorror: Lullaby

I have been reading the excellent biography of Shirley Jackson by Ruth Franklin, which of course makes me turn to Jackson’s own writing for various things (some books are still packed in boxes alas, and it is too hot to spend time in the garage looking for them). I decided to re-read this essay which…

Dylan Birthday Story

Tangled Up in Some Sort of Cerulean Hue She was a beauty, all auburn curls, doe eyes, and hippie garments. But I think it was chiefly the eyes, moist and beseeching, that made me forget my usual caution and help her out of that sticky situation, but—like the man said—I guess I used a little…

Sing It, Sister!

Up today at The Pigeonhole’s Love Letters is ‘Intoxicate Me’ in which they describe me as singing in ‘dulcet tones’ 🙂 you can be the judge of that. Give it a go. Don’t you need a little love? Save

Letters on Love

Coming next month from The Pigeonhole: Letters on Love, a multimedia extravaganza on love letters. Here’s the scoop: This September, we will be teaming up with writers, artists and musicians to create the first multi-faceted, mixed-media message on the vagaries of our most fascinating emotion – love. Over two weeks you will receive love letters,…