Ned Hayes's Blog, page 78
October 27, 2014
Listen — the wind is rising, and the air is wild with...
Listen — the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves. [October Eves]
And a Halloween story… Sanctuary, get it here »
"You worry you are lacking some internal element necessary for writing anything that matters. I want..."
You worry you are lacking some internal element necessary for writing anything that matters. I want you to know that, while this is a lonely suffering, you are not alone in experiencing it. Also, it can be survived.
"…I was so bogged down after so much time working in the dark that I saw the book foundering and did not know where the cracks were. The worst thing was that at this point in the writing no one could help me, because the fissures were not in the text but inside me, and only I had the eyes to see them and the heart to endure them."
”- American writer M. Rickert, quoting Gabriel Garcia Marquez (via ellenkushner)
October 26, 2014
October 25, 2014
New Halloween Story by Nicholas Hallum PUBLISHED...
New Halloween Story by Nicholas Hallum PUBLISHED TODAY
Sanctuary, a chilling little story designed to make you enjoy a shiver on Halloween.
You can get it here: Sanctuary on Amazon »
October 24, 2014
winter moon
“On most nights under the winter moon when we have made our camp, around us echo faint sounds of that other hidden world—the one of meadow and forest in the night. The melody of whip-poor-will, the cry of hunting owl, the scurrying rush of vole and chasing fox. It is as if some great razor scraped the life from this sheet of white-edged vellum, leaving only blank.”
BOOK QUOTE:
"Stars flicker above, points of bright ice in a dark...
BOOK QUOTE:
"Stars flicker above, points of bright ice in a dark river. I pull a heavy sheepskin around my legs and stretch my feet towards the fire. Despite the cold, Liam plays his lute, the sound whistling through the night. Soon my eyes are heavy, my head nodding."
PHOTO: to the top by anthony samaniego on Flickr.
October 23, 2014
"Why does the mind do such things? Turn on us, rend us, dig the claws in. If you get hungry enough,..."
- The Blind Assassin, Margaret Atwood (via mirroir)
"Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depths of some devine despair
Rise in..."
Tears from the depths of some devine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.””
- ― Alfred Tennyson (via psych-quotes)
October 22, 2014
BOOK QUOTE:
“Fog lifts in the valley, rising as mist through the...
BOOK QUOTE:
“Fog lifts in the valley, rising as mist through the bare limbed trees. Far below, the deeping combe with our village in the heart of it. My whole world for nearly a decade has been contained in that place – and now the village of Duns is so small. I hold up my hand, form a circle with my fingers. Now the distant village seems a child’s plaything that I can hold in my own hand, wreathed in gossamer mist.”
— from the novel Sinful Folk
