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In Defence of Steampunk, the Pastoral and Empire
So I have seen the recent blog entries, and I have heard the baying of the hounds calling for my head, and the head of any other who vaunt such corpora of literature as steampunk or fantasy, though the calls may come from brothers in arms of the speculative realm. There is an issue here that I must needs address, and now I come to it: I have ( Read more... ) -
It’s Time Again
I took an extended leave starting about a year ago. It came at a friend’s suggestion. “You’re feeling stifled in this realm, August!” he said. “Go explore Andowan some more. And, errm, send me notes.”
So I did just that. I ventured to Andowan using the dimensionally-transcendent powers that are mine by birth, and I stayed a little over a year in ( Read more... ) -
The Calming Effect of Finishing Stories
It's been a while.
I've been traveling a good deal lately, but that's only the half of it. Those following my Twitter feed will note I've spent some time in Switzerland, some time in New York and New Jersey, and the other places I've visited? None of your beeswax!
But two things have chiefly occupied my time lately: the finishing of several stories ( Read more... ) -
After a Week My Full Visual Faculties Have Returned
...at least for now.
For those of you who had not caught wind of this yet, on Saturday I completed the first draft of a short story titled "The War Effort".
"The War Effort" follows Timo Malthusset, an Eglantran partisan fighting to liberate his homeland from the Hermangens. Timo is convinced that he is destined to wed one of the gods' messengers, ( Read more... ) -
Sporting Matters of the Ancestral Kind
I have a confession to make that may surprise some of my more esteemed colleagues who, shot through with Platonic notions about sport and physicality, might take umbrage at this statement: I enjoy English football, and I follow an English football team.
Do not look down upon me, please! For I am a fifth-generation follower of this club. They are as ( Read more... ) -
Regarding This "RaceFail" Phenomenon
It seems that the trickling tentacles of what has been dubbed " RaceFail '09" are stretching to the furthest limits of these ætherwebs, or at least, the portions of the ætherwebs with which I have familiarised myself, namely those dedicated to so-called speculative "fiction". Oddly enough, at the behest of several esteemed individuals, I joined the ( Read more... ) -
Lohn Basdansir Slowly Makes His Way Into This Dimension
Upon hearing that the representative and agent for my affairs in New York City, one Mr. Austin Williams, has finished reviewing my short-story cum novelette, "The Soulsucker of Aneuma", I decided to contact him through the psychic voxificator that I had installed in his head while he was sleeping a few years back.
"Mr. Williams", I hailed him, "how ( Read more... ) -
A Brief Introduction
Hello.
You may not know who I am, but you will learn. Oh! Yes! You will learn!
My name is August Noel "Gus" Wahnsinger, but this has not always been the case. I was born Augustus Ritterman Wahnsinniger von Totenheim to a Yugoslavian soldier of fortune named Vikki. I was abandoned at an early age and raised by the voice-actor who brought Yoda to ( Read more... )