"#Fisher’s frustration with this #lackofthenew led to the development of what has become his most famous (and, arguably, most controversial) cultural critique: #hauntology. Through his work on this topic, written in blogospheric collaboration with the music critic Simon Reynolds, Fisher described how the potential futures we once looked forward to — in our fictions, our music and our politics — have repeatedly failed to materialise and, in their place, we have a culture defined by repetitive cycles of retrospection and #pastiche."
#Pastiche
*Back when Precolumbian Incan Peru had thirst-trap Midjourney girls strolling the stone streets in bikinis. #pseudohistory #pastiche #slop #LLM #animated #weird #vaguelyfunny #YouTube #erudite #archaeologistnightmare
youtu.be/HPRpx6qJaZg?...
AI reimagines how the Incas li...
Aujourd'hui sur Blog à part –
Empowered and the Soldier of Love
Vous vous souvenez quand j’avais dit que la série Empowered était terminée? Comme dirait Feldup: j’ai menti. Comme le prouve ce Empowered and the Soldier of Love.
Aujourd'hui sur Blog à part – Empowered and the Soldier of Love
Vous vous souvenez quand j'avais dit que la série Empowered était terminée? Comme dirait Feldup: j’ai menti. Comme le prouve ce Empowered and the Soldier of Love.
Aujourd'hui sur Blog à part – Empowered and the Soldier of Love
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Minashi-by-the-Sea (The Piping that Spoke of Nyarlathotep)
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt 9/7 -11
As the moon touched the hazy rim of the ocean, the Cat Who Stole Dreams indulged in one last #meal of the inn’s famed curried prawns, a #mash of almonds and sweet cream, and #distilled lime blossom liqueur. It was just a sip, enough to fend off the night's chill, no more.
Then, as the full dark of night blanketed Minashi-by-the-Sea, she donned her black, dew-spangled cape and her quietest #slippers and went out into the #late night. All was still except for the laughter of the fountains. The chorus of cicadas and revelers had long fallen silent. Not even the few unfortunates stirred by dreams of dark things said to slither from Hypnos Nor Slid’s House heard the soft footsteps of Kurotsuki.
With catlike grace, she climbed the outer walls of the High Citadel of Perpetual Petals. So lithe was her ascent that not a single petal of the trees that ringed that lofty place was disturbed, and thus the #wards that are triggered by their fall remained silent. The silent monitors, without the walls, perhaps saw a shadow flicker, but nothing more.
Thus, Kurotsuki Kaibyō reached a vantage from which she could observe the Toads of Leng cavorting and hear the fateful shrilling of the piping within the tower. The #luminous toads as they danced #round the tower #instilled no fear in her heart, yet a #current of dread set her fur to bristle, hearing the piping that spoke of Nyarlathotep, for it came from far beyond the ken of man.
Woe betide the mortal who, in a dream or drugged state, passes through the portals to that eldritch creature’s dimension. Better to face the nightgaunts or to be torn asunder by the ghouls of Pickman’s ilk than to glimpse the dwellers of that realm.
Shaken but undeterred, the queen of thieves came away that night ready to plunder the heart of Minashi-by-the-Sea.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #Lovecraft #LordDunsany #Pastiche #Cats #Otherkin #Catgirl #Neko
Sherlock Holmes is back in the latest pastiche from author Nicholas Meyer. He really captures the tone of the original Conan Doyle stories. Review--> #Bookthreads #BookSky #BookBlogger #BookReview #ALC #SherlockHolmesandtheRealThing #HighBridgeAudio #Mystery #SherlockHolmes #NicholasMeyer #Pastiche
Minashi-by-the-Sea (The Toad-Things of Leng)
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt 9/4 #MicroPrompt 8/27-29
Kurotsuki Kaibyō #yawned over her cup of strong Celedawn tea. The rich scent of #cardamom and cloves tickled her nose. She would need its invigorating properties, for she had a long night ahead of her and an even longer day.
Soon the moon would set, and it would be time to be about her business. Tomorrow would be the Festival of Lime Blossoms on the Water, and all the people of Minashi-by-the-Sea would be celebrating.
Except for the guards of the High Citadel of Perpetual Petals. The #Toads of Leng cared not for blossoms, scents, or even festivals. Their only loves were the repellent offal they were fed and dancing to the thin, insidious piping that emerged from the lofty tower on moonless nights.
Tonight, on cat feet, she would locate where the #Toad-things of Leng performed their hideous, obscene midnight capers. She would not be one of their flayed, #skinned victims that appeared floating in the harbor as dawn broke upon its lime blossom flotilla. And then tomorrow, when the #Toads were at their sleepiest and the citizens of Minashi-by-the-Sea frolicked amid the lime blossoms, she would #zip into the tower and be gone before anyone knew of her pilfering.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #LordDunsany #Pastiche #Cats #Otherkin #Catgirl #Neko
Minashi-by-the-Sea (Kurotsuki Kaibyō 黒月怪猫 )
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt
It is said that cats and their kin walk in #forgotten places. One such was Kurotsuki Kaibyō, the dream-stealer. But what can we say of her: dusk gray, midnight black, amber dawn, tawny day; silent as the wind; Buddha still; a voice of mirth or stiletto-steeled death? Who can tell, for none still inhabit Far Karabash, High Mirrus, or Xanadu? They are but whispered tales and empty, dusty streets.
Some proclaim she came from Atlantis, but the fish do not tell, and others say she hails from ----, whose name is #forgotten, along with its plazas and palaces.
The #harbor #drew Kurotsuki-chan with smells of tar; fresh seabream; mussels and shrimp stewed in a thick, sweet sauce, while the singsong of the polyglot people who thronged its byways soothed her ears, and the old sailors, easy prey for such as she, willingly sold their tales and dreams for a drink."
She stopped at a #harbor inn, run by a sly, iron-gray catkin with a name all hisses and nyas. Some said it meant “She who Provides Fresh Fish and Warm Beds.” Others said it was the same as her establishment, “Cat Haven.” Those who stayed there said various things and generally muddled the answer with amusing nonsense.
As Kurotsuki-chan entered, a whisper went round, and those who were wise hastened to secure a berth in some merchantman, outward bound for lands of heather mist, or, if desperation and despair drove them, for the fjord-bound ports of the cold north.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #LordDunsany #Pastiche #Cats #Otherkin #Catgirl #Neko
#Irlande : deux églises datant...de 1937.
Même cabinet d'architectes : Byrne and Sons
L'une est l'Eglise St Peter-St Paul d'#Athlone, l'autre l'église du Christ-Roi de #Mullingar.
Chacune applique une certaine vision de la Renaissance. Portique pour la première, serlienne (arc reposant sur deux colonnes) pour la deuxième.
Les plans sont basilicaux : transept inscrit dans les bas-côtés.
#architecture #pastiche
I know the addition of kale and cabbage makes this more inspired by than a true Mediterranean dish. But the greens needed to be used, and they added a nice crunch to the dish.
#TimeManager Part 26
#wss366 #TimeTravelAuthors 07/17
Light broke through the cloud cover and rain as they left the croft. Poe was the first to react. “Gorgeous. The colors are like Evangeline’s smile.”
TM spoke next, “Tis a bonny sight.”
Looking out over the moor, they saw a thrice-arched rainbow, its colors crisp as a midwinter frost. And as if coming through a divine gate, a flock of polled sheep walked under its arch, attended by shepherds in sunshine yellow mackintoshes and dancing dogs.
“Amazing. Truly remarkable,” Holmes said.
“Of all God’s creations, the rainbow is among the most wondrous,” said Watson, “but I never expected to hear you marvel at one.”
“The refraction of light through water droplets is scientifically interesting,” Holmes replied, “and while rare triple arches are not unheard of. But that’s not what I meant. Look there, note the shepherd in the well-worn light-green slouch hat. Oxford man. Theology, if I’m not mistaken. Dropped out in his third year to marry a local girl he met on holiday. A truly unexpected sight on Dartmoor.”
"Creeky cracck caw crickty crack... light my britches on fire... creky crak caw…
#Tootfic #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMTTA #SherlockHolmes #Fanfiction #Pastiche #Corvids #Raven #TimeTravelAuthors #Mystery
#TimeManager Part 25
#wss366 #TimeTravelAuthors 07/15
“We’re done here,” Holmes said to Watson.
Watson looked pointedly at us. “What about them?”
“Yeah, what about us?” Raven said.
“Totally irrelevant. They’re innocent bystanders.”
“Bystanders, but hardly innocent. Crackky Crak cacacacaw,” Raven cackled at its own joke.
“I’d like to tag along,” Poe said, speaking up.
“Just don’t get in the way,” Sherlock said, turning and leaving the croft.
“If you’re after the #bounty, it goes to the widow,” Watson added.
“Come, Watson. Time is wasting. They’re time travelers and have no use for English pounds.”
“Time wasting. Time wasting. TM arrest them for time wasting. Crawky cawcacaw.”
#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMTTA #SherlockHolmes #Fanfiction #Pastiche #Drabble #Corvids #Raven #TimeTravelAuthors #Mystery
#TimeManager Part 24: Blacking
#wss366 #TimeTravelAuthors 07/05
“That’s Sherlock Holmes,” Raven said in a stage whisper.
“Do tell,” muttered Poe, dryly.
Raven stretched, smoothing her feathers. “Autograph, please, Mr. Holmes?”
Watson blinked, his eyes as round as TM’s. Holmes regarded her, faintly amused. “Remarkable. A talking raven. American, by the timbre. Bright, yet prone to absurdity.”
“The criminal,” Watson prompted, redirecting anxiously.
“Disguised as a gentleman, officer, constable, or valet; yet unmistakably of inferior stock.”
“How #can you be sure?”
“The blacking tin. Smears on the chair betray a clumsy hand. One polishes with precision or not at all. The details, Watson; details always betray the breeding.”
Note 1: A tin is a can .
Note 2: As you watch Basil Rathbone on the screen canned ** music is playing #around you.
#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMTTA #SherlockHolmes #Fanfiction #Pastiche #Drabble #Corvids #Raven #TimeTravelAuthors #Mystery
Aujourd'hui sur Blog à part – « Sherlock Holmes and the Martian Menace », d’Eric Brown
Après la guerre contre les Martiens et la paix entre les deux mondes, Holmes et Watson se retrouvent dans Sherlock Holmes and the Martian Menace, d'Eric Brown.
#Pastiche #ScienceFiction #Steampunk
https://erdorin.org/sherlock-holmes-and-the-martian-menace-deric-brown/
Aujourd'hui sur Blog à part –
« Sherlock Holmes and the Martian Menace », d’Eric Brown
Après la guerre contre les Martiens et la paix entre les deux mondes, Holmes et Watson se retrouvent dans Sherlock Holmes and the Martian Menace, d’Eric Brown.
#EricBrown #pastiche #PlanèteSF #scienceFiction #SherlockHolmes #steampunk
Aujourd'hui sur Blog à part – « Sherlock Holmes and the Martian Menace », d’Eric Brown
Après la guerre contre les Martiens et la paix entre les deux mondes, Holmes et Watson se retrouvent dans Sherlock Holmes and the Martian Menace, d'Eric Brown.
#Pastiche #ScienceFiction #Steampunk
https://erdorin.org/sherlock-holmes-and-the-martian-menace-deric-brown/
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