New Design, New Words, New Name

Hello to both of my regular blog readers (Hi Mom!)

I want to introduce my new blog address and a refreshed design to symbolize the constant turmoil and change that boils at the core of man’s existential being.

Or I just wanted to switch things up. Reinvention is the engine of renewal. Let’s all commit to learning and doing something new each day! (and petting more dogs)

“Warp and Woof,” on the technical level, refers to the lengthwise and crosswise runs of thread in a fabric. I first came upon the term while reading The Book that Changed America by Randall Fuller. The quote read:

Such tiny relationships, such insignificant causes and effects, could be decoded; they were in fact the very warp and woof of nature, diverse threads woven together to create a beautifully complex tapestry of life

The phrase appealed to me on two levels. First, that connections are the flavor of life. Darwin recognized the interconnectedness of the natural world, and it brings me joy to discover that not only in the great outside, but inside the printed pages that I dearly love. Finding surprising connections between books that I may choose to read at random is a special experience, whether it is echoes of Shirley Jackson in the modern horror novel or the currents of the eldritch ancients that electrify books with superficially nothing more in common than tentacles on their covers. I find it impossible to read a book outside the context of all the books that have come before (and after.)

Sometimes these connections are intentional, sometimes they are Kundera’s “mysterious coincidence.” As he writes in his beautiful novel, The Unbearable Lightness of Being: 

 …it is right to chide man for being blind to such coincidences in his daily life. For he thereby deprives his life of a dimension of beauty.

The second level of appeal is that the word “woof” also references my other most dear obsession, which is dog. So a picture of a book and a dog is as close to that “dimension of beauty” as I can come. And they both make the world a pretty damn great place to live in.

*mysterious coincidence

  • Today I defended the unfairly maligned Sister Act 2: Back in the Habit (I mean, Lauren Hill!). This evening, I asked Alexa to play me some oldies and back to back she played TWO songs in row from the original Sister Act. I feel like that’s the universe defending Sister Act 2. And also requesting a Sister Act 3. 

 

The “What if” Multiverse

This morning I woke up and ate a bowl of Special K for breakfast, but there’s another universe where I woke up and ate a bowl of frosted flakes, because in that world I never lost my taste after getting sick and puking frosted flakes everywhere.

The Multiverse theory posits that there exists a universe or dimension for every possible occurrence in history, for every individual. This possibility of billions of universes where you were actually cool in high school or didn’t hit the brakes in time is an extrapolation of various quantum physics concepts, such as the collapse of wave function and string theory, which are some fancy physics terms that I have heard of.

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2017 in Review – Horror Through the Eons

One of my favorite reads of 2017 was Grady Hendrix’s Paperbacks from Hell. Hendrix, the author of gimmicky Horrorstor and My Best Friend’s Exorcism, rounds up the best of cheesy, pulp horror from the 70’s and 80’s and presents them in all their insane glory. With a focus on mass-market paperbacks and their gorgeous, gory covers, Hendrix pays tribute to the underrated artists and authors whose work combines to offend, disgust, and delight the reader.

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Tentacles and Racist Dirtbags: Approaches to Lovecraft

I’m just going to get this out of the way: The question of separating Art and Artist is never going to be answered to anyone’s satisfaction. Whether we dismiss the art completely, or grant it begrudging respect, or make just make exceptions for our favorite artists, we can draw lines in the sand all day long just to watch the next tide sweep them away.

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TFW Your Jewelry is CURSED: The Amulet by Michael McDowell

Meet The Amulet, the most travelin’ piece of jewelry around. It passes from heir to heir to heir and when it clasps  around your neck, you find yourself with an unquenchable thirst to kill. The only catch (though the catch on the necklace is invisible and unbreakable) is once you kill, your turn comes shortly and gruesomely thereafter.

It saves the taxpayers quite a bit on trials and such.

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