Torsade Literary Space 
My Blog Week: September 22 to September 28
All the Latest from Torsade! Two Bedlams, with Lawrence camping on his way to Ohio, and crossing paths with his brother. A poem from an early book, in an earlier style. And the Totem-Maker, telling fortunes. […]
Right Speech (poem)
Right Speech Take the A of abstinence, allowing is not aloud here Aiming is outward where goalward is autonomy Doubt-free disinterest to approaches of tempters, not achieved without the inwardest of ears Or absentest, aural grasping through vibration, of impact Always speaking knowing what you mean, but Can you hear yourself […]
Story: Fellyans (part four)
Fellyans (part four) “No, no, nothing of the kind. I have sprites in the house, you see, and I beg you won’t make wishes, or pass any injudicious talk of wanting things, that could… Could very well render you a toadstool. They are accident prone.” An explosion followed these words. Two […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred eighty-four)
All Bedlam Courses Past Book Two 1890 – 1891 Chapter Eight Things Relative (part one hundred eighty-four) i. Tombstone rubbings The chapel house was clapboard on blocks, logs unimproved on the inside, window-cuts empty of […]
Story: Fellyans (part three)
Fellyans (part three) The monarch kicked the lamp that had gone out. By accident…but if he could see it, he’d give another from spite. The cottage sat bowled by slopes; its departed owner had planted thorny bushes for a hedge… The presence of which the companions knew of for a certainty, […]
Story: Fellyans (part two)
Fellyans (part two) Something was amiss, where once Fellyans had collected alms, left for them under hollies. As hollies were grandfathered neutral, exiles could pass the length of two truncas inside the Queendom’s border, watched and well-grudged by various self-appointed proctors—but the food, warm clothing, odds and ends of wobbly cooking […]
Story: Fellyans (part one)
Fellyans (part one) A hand removed a shoe from a foot. The owner (of all three) undertook to perform a spell, one that asked a smooth, round stone… Which, if held to the light (in this case, a clouded moon fighting a crane’s nest and two ceiling beams), reflected anything, the […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred eighty-three)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Seven Can’t Leave for Staying (part one hundred eighty-three) “Sheriff Holland brought that by. Now if you could sit with my father, I could go out and get something for the both of us. He gave […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred eighty-two)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Seven Can’t Leave for Staying (part one hundred eighty-two) “And he would walk us to church, one the factory hands went to. First Church of the Messiah on Elkin Street. Pastor Davis.” All this was enterprising, […]
My Blog Week: September 15 to September 21
All the Latest from Torsade! Three Bedlams, with Lawrence making plans for the disposal of Mary’s legacies. My Blog Week: September 15 to September 21 All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred […]