a dictionary of spectral curiosities
Well, this comes right on time for Halloween, I suppose, the best time for reviewing ghost stories. I'll start by admitting that The Small Hand is the first and only book by Susan Hill that I have ever read. I've known about her books for a long time and I've been meaning to read what …
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Having decided to get over the various generous offers of intimate and intensely satisfying (guaranteed!) services that are the only comments I get these days, here I am sharing yet another one of my finds with the universe. I do love flea markets, and I usually end up leaving with at least one abandoned memory …
Okay, I'm afraid this is going to be one hell of a short update, in which I am going to vent my anger. First of all, I have been pretty "loyal" to LJ throughout my "online life". My first ever blog was on LJ and I've spent many a day browsing fascinating, useful and educative …
Finally got round to watching Sylvain Chomet's Les Triplettes de Belleville/ The Triplets of Belleville last night. And I must say: if you're in for an extraordinary car chase, then this is the movie to watch! 
First, it has three of my favourite things in it: trains, wicked old ladies and nightmares. Then, it's …
My long-standing hobby of rescuing/collecting other people's memories has resurfaced again. It would have resurfaced before, only, to my shame, I was unable to find the usual place in our local market selling vintage photos&postcards. It's like the magic little shop that Terry Pratchett pokes so much fun at in his Discworld novels: it would …
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Since I ended up deleting one of my initial posts, explaining my id, "amphisbaina", I thought I might write a new and improved one, for anyone who might be interested. ^_^ Usually, when I confess to owning a blog and people ask for the URL, they get stuck at "amphisbaina". They give me that "what" …
I ended up purging quite a few of my older posts from 1-2 years ago. I guess this tends to happen when I'm about to leave a piece of my life behind: I prefer to erase all incriminating evidence. Well, the stuff I deleted was mostly debris anyway, so I don't suppose the on-line multiverse'll …
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One of the most amazing, surreal things things happened today, when I was visiting the Holy Trinity Church graveyard in Stratford-upon-Avon. I was busy taking a photograph of a beautiful Victorian tombstone, when a little boy (probably aged somehwere between 4 and 6) ran to a tombstone nearby, kneeled in front of it, then started …
Getting serious again in the penultimate day of NaPoWriMo. For some reason, I've written about shadows again. [screencap from this video, via] Shadow Baby by Kalyiel Lately I've been able to hear shadows Moving stealthily with these, our bodies, The sound of their airy shackles as they Trudge between flesh and soul, moaning Miserably on …
Dear NaPoWriMo, Sorry for skipping yesterday's poem, but surely the fact that I had to pull an (almost) all-nighter is enough of an excuse. 😛 To make up for it, I have written two poems today (and no, the fact that they're both haikus doesn't mean I'm not playing fair! 🙂 ). Snapshot by Kalyiel …
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