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Post by andydecker on Apr 24, 2018 20:28:58 GMT
Black Fedora can be. I never finished it. And The Camp is still on the unread-pile. The longer format didn't play to GNS strength. Or maybe he just was written out. His last books were not very memorable.
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Post by helrunar on Apr 24, 2018 21:05:16 GMT
Yeah, Swampi, I was reflecting that the cover photo of Splinters could be the ultimate advert for the old "Granny takes a trip" shop in Carnaby Street...
I don't know how one "borrows" an e-book. One of the shallow mysteries of our age.
cheers, Helli
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Post by Swampirella on Apr 24, 2018 22:18:27 GMT
I think books are downloaded to your account and then removed when the time limit is reached. I've got an account now so will see; I suppose the book will become available just when I'm overwhelmed with other great books. Oh, right, I'm always overwhelmed with (great) books....
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Post by helrunar on Apr 25, 2018 0:27:34 GMT
Thanks, Swampi. I'd be interested to hear just how it works. I guess I could look on archive; I'm sure they have an FAQ.
Hope the book comes in at a good time!
Best, Helli
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Post by dem bones on Apr 25, 2018 12:04:10 GMT
More. At least two Karl E. Wagner masterpieces: the all-time 'Don't Go To The Horror Convention' classic Neither Brute Nor Human and, despite its post-punk setting, Did They Get You To Trade?, Nemo Skagg being a ringer for Syd Barrett (with a dash of Sid Vicious). HIPPIES: PERSECUTION OFStephen King - Nona: (Charles L. Grant [ed.] Shadows, Doubleday 1978 : UK, as Shadows II, Headline 1987). "You know about The Eye once you let your hair get down below the lobes of your ears. Right then people know you don't belong to the Lions, Elks, or the VFW. ... " The narrator who, at story's outset, is banged up for life and contemplating suicide, is a self-confessed spree killer, possibly drug-addled, definitely paranoid, but whatever the witnesses say, he didn't act alone. We join him as he quits Uni and takes to the road, destination, wherever he can hitch to. Which, on this freezing night in no-place, Augusta, won't be anywhere. Half dead from exposure, he hits the truck stop, JOE'S GOOD EATS, reflecting on the likelihood of his ever getting a ride, dressing the way he does. " ... to the anonymous Them behind their Saf-T-Glas wind-shields, everyone standing in the breakdown lane on a dark night is either a rapist or a murderer, and if he's got long hair you can throw in child molester and f*g**t on top." Things ain't no better in the diner - in fact, they're a damn sight worse. Soon as he walks in, those redneck truckers are giving him The Eye. Breathing the same air as some Commie homosexual draft-dodging long hair is more than any real man's blood can bear. They crank up the intimidation. Okie from Muskogee on the jukebox, followed by A Boy Named Sue. And, just in case he ain't grasped their point. "You stinking the place up, fella. You are a fella, aren't you? Kind of hard to tell." Small wonder the fantasy-nightmare girl who sidles up next seat finds it so easy to manipulate him to murder. David A. Riley - Swan Song: (Charles Black [ed.], Ninth Black Book Of Horror, 2012: Their Cramped Dark World & Other Tales, PUP, 2015). A trio of seasoned right wing bully boys take it upon themselves to rid the town of Mr & Mrs Huntington, a pair of ancient hippies who spend their days drinking in the park. The self-nominated vigilantes couldn't have picked a softer target - or so they thought .... And a recommended short novel: Dean R. Koontz - Shattered (Star, 1983: originally Arthur Baker Ltd., 1973 as by 'K.R. Dwyer'). Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you - for wearing your hair the wrong way.
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Post by mrhappy on Apr 26, 2018 0:33:04 GMT
The Totem by David Morrell. Dirty, bloody hippies.
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Post by Swampirella on Apr 27, 2018 11:56:32 GMT
Yeah, Swampi, I was reflecting that the cover photo of Splinters could be the ultimate advert for the old "Granny takes a trip" shop in Carnaby Street... I don't know how one "borrows" an e-book. One of the shallow mysteries of our age. cheers, Helli Success! The book became available today, I got it onto my pc, after downloading Adobe Digital Editions, then onto my phone so can read on the go. Usually read things on Kindle but this is better than nothing. I have 13 days left to read it which for me should be plenty of time.
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Post by dem bones on May 19, 2019 15:20:43 GMT
Robert Morello D. J. Pass - Anniversary Dinner: ( Rod Serling's The Twilight Zone Magazine, June 1982). A Modern American cautionary tale about onions, marijuana, and the generation gap. To celebrate 43 years of marital bliss, self sufficiency enthusiasts Henry and Elinor invite home a young hitcher for stew. Henry has built his own customised hot tub for relaxation, and: "We even grow our own marijuana .... would you like some?"
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Post by helrunar on May 22, 2019 19:35:49 GMT
I think I saw a TV version of that story, or one that basically ripped off the premise. It was pretty obvious to me where it was going from the start. This would have been back around 35 years ago, or so now...
H.
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Post by dem bones on May 24, 2019 10:52:47 GMT
I think I saw a TV version of that story, or one that basically ripped off the premise. It was pretty obvious to me where it was going from the start. This would have been back around 35 years ago, or so now... H. Anniversary Dinner was filmed as an episode of Tales from the Darkside starring the magnificently named Alice Ghostley as the hitcher. My first thought was to add this story to the Urban Legends thread as a nifty variation on/ inversion of the 'stoned hippie babysitter - toddler in microwave' legend but it doesn't seem quite close enough.
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Post by helrunar on May 24, 2019 16:43:58 GMT
Thanks, Kev. I think Alice Ghostley played the woman in the older couple who were offering the hitchhiker their "hospitality." Ghostley is best remembered now for her role as Esmeralda in the later seasons of Bewitched (from around 1969 to 1972).
cheers, Steve
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