Will you drown for this? Will you go down for this?
My short story "Tea with the Earl of Twilight" is now online at Nightmare Magazine.
It was written in late January and early February, which feels now like even more of a foreign country than your average past; at the time it felt almost bleeding-edge for my fiction, growing as it did out of that month's explorations of Broad Canal. Readers from that time may also detect echoes of ITV's Casting the Runes (1979) and my interest in the Precisionist art style, particularly the work of Charles Sheeler. I don't construct soundtracks specifically for stories, but I tend to gravitate while writing toward music that in some way resonates with the work in progress, and I wrote this one almost entirely to MGMT's "In the Afternoon," Desperate Journalist's In Search of the Miraculous (2019), especially "International Waters," and a potentially hazardous amount of Belbury Poly, especially "The Geography." I am indebted to
ashlyme for the title.
I didn't expect the hauntology of this story to bend back on itself, although I don't know what else I should have expected. As discussed in the author spotlight, the future I felt ghosting the city was gentrification and climate change. Now the year itself has become another yardstick of a future that never came to pass. I miss the Boston I could wander like the protagonist of this story. We live in formally, taxonomically weird times.
It was written in late January and early February, which feels now like even more of a foreign country than your average past; at the time it felt almost bleeding-edge for my fiction, growing as it did out of that month's explorations of Broad Canal. Readers from that time may also detect echoes of ITV's Casting the Runes (1979) and my interest in the Precisionist art style, particularly the work of Charles Sheeler. I don't construct soundtracks specifically for stories, but I tend to gravitate while writing toward music that in some way resonates with the work in progress, and I wrote this one almost entirely to MGMT's "In the Afternoon," Desperate Journalist's In Search of the Miraculous (2019), especially "International Waters," and a potentially hazardous amount of Belbury Poly, especially "The Geography." I am indebted to
I didn't expect the hauntology of this story to bend back on itself, although I don't know what else I should have expected. As discussed in the author spotlight, the future I felt ghosting the city was gentrification and climate change. Now the year itself has become another yardstick of a future that never came to pass. I miss the Boston I could wander like the protagonist of this story. We live in formally, taxonomically weird times.

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*a potentially hazardous amount of Belbury Poly, especially "The Geography."*
Ha! I wonder what a hauntological hazmat suit looks like.
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Thank you! You're welcome! Thank you!
It was written in winter, but I like that it's come out at the start of autumn, the ghost-season. Your gift of a title really did jumpstart it for me.
I wonder what a hauntological hazmat suit looks like.
I'm not sure there is such a thing, unless you count the natural protections of people who don't feel the numinousness of time, whoever they are.
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Thank you! I am very glad it is! I think it may be the most specifically Boston story I have written to date.
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Heh.
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It was authentic to the state of public transit at the time!
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Thank you! I like them. I have never yet succeeded in writing recurring characters, I have to warn you.
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Thank you! You specifically pointed me toward it: I had no idea it existed—that anyone had done that kind of land-mapping research—until you were working with her on The Atlas of Boston History. It still makes me happy.
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Thank you! I hope you enjoy!
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Thank you! I am very glad to know that the sense of place comes through so strongly. It's important to me.
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Thank you! Those are delightful.
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Thank you! I wanted it to be the real city, full of real time. And I am especially glad to hear it about the last line. I am not necessarily a linear writer and it was one of the keys of the story from early on.
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That's neat. The art for Nightmare #96 was a submarine surrounded by kraken tentacles, which had nothing to do with any of the stories in the issue, including mine, but I still appreciated it.