Torsade Literary Space Nutshell (poem)
Nutshell You know a secret that would crack the nut Yet it’s no secret When the boredom ends when every floor has been swept clean And the doors The gaping holes Allowing other hands to touch the walls, eyes to stare through glass at passersby The doors Can now be closed […]
My Blog Week: January 29 to February 4
All the Latest from Torsade! This week, All Bedlam Courses Past, on Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday, with Élucide bossing her father’s old employee, and a meeting of the cemetery panel where the hiring of young Everard meets […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part nine)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter One The Peculiar Nature of Logical Science (part nine) Her scheme was being upset by this ordering of precedence between Shad and his old master. She would have offered Richard’s father the water first, and on the strength of his needing to […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part eight)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter One The Peculiar Nature of Logical Science (part eight) A skull on a broomstick-figure, wearing a stolen shift and pantaloons (from a clothesline never to be admitted) had joined the war memorial’s tableau on All Hallows’ Eve of 1879. The county’s church […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part seven)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter One The Peculiar Nature of Logical Science (part seven) Kempf, she thought of it, still kept a housekeeper on the premises. Élucide stopped at limbo on the path, not noticed by Shad, working, or Old Richard, asleep. Hiking her book and the […]
My Blog Week: January 22 to January 28
All the Latest from Torsade! This week, All Bedlam Courses Past, on Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday, with the removal of a cemetery and its local impact. On Saturday, The Mirrors, Charmante at the Institute meeting Carmine again, […]
The Mirrors (part thirty-four)
The Mirrors (part thirty-four) She turned an armchair to face the window, saw a fenced lawn, a gated square, a wellhead, center. Godfrey’s ghostly face. She knew Charleton and Joseph had spoken here. Could anyone tell a secondhand story, tell it so potently the listener found herself walking at a […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part six)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter One The Peculiar Nature of Logical Science (part six) ii. Old Trouble She had watched her laborers walk the fencerow, shadowed by a creaking collie; Shad calling out: “Well, Miss, I brung my hired hand. You know Mr. Everard?” Old Richard […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part five)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter One The Peculiar Nature of Logical Science (part five) “I feel, myself,” she said, “that we ought to dig and box, dig and box, if that’s not a crude way of putting it. The bones, the skeletons, being not intact. Don’t you […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part four)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter One The Peculiar Nature of Logical Science (part four) The lips parted. “Haaaaaaaaaaaa…” “Mr. Tomlin, how do you do?” Kempf said. Tomlin struck out a hand. Kempf followed its flight, seized it and shook it. Tomlin said something more. “He is telling […]