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My to read list is huge on Goodreads.com, and I have one book left from the library that I must read before the 4th of July, it hasn’t been read thoroughly yet because I tend to borrow the maximum each time I visit the library, note bibliophile present. The last book I have from the library that’s half read at present is “H.P Lovecraft’s book of horror” an anthology of 21 classic short horror stories which includes with my personal rating;
Supernatural horror in literature essay/introduction by H.P Lovecraft 9/10
The signalman by Charles Dickens 8/10
The house and the brain by Edward Bulwer-Lytton 8/10
The body snatcher by Robert Louis-Stevenson 2/10 (low rating yes, shock horror)
The spider by Hanns Heinz Ewers 10/10
The foot of the mummy by Theophile Gautier 9/10
The horla by Guy De Maupassant 8/10
The rest have yet to be read and they will include;
The fall of the house of Usher by Edgar Allan Poe
The dammed thing by Ambrose Bierce
The upper berth by F. Marion Crawford
The yellow sign by Robert W. Chambers
The shadows on the wall by Mary E. Wilkins-Freeman
The dead valley by Ralph Adams Cram
Fish head by Irvin S. Cobb
Lukundoo by Edward Lucas White
The double shadow by Clark Ashton Smith
The mark of the beast by Rudyard Kipling
Negotium Perambulans by E.F Benson
Mrs. Lunt by Hugh Walpole
The Hog by William Hope Hodgson
The great god Pan by Arthur Machen
Count Magnus by M.R James
Followed by the afterword by Lovecraft and the literature of cosmic fear:
Yesterday I finished Coraline by Neil Gaiman and other stories. Which were very compelling reads and I am what a readers quiz calls a polygamous reader, therefore I started reading H.P Lovecraft’s anthology before Coraline’s anthology, but I was so much more taken with Neil Gaiman than I was with H.P Lovecraft’s compilation, that I literally abandoned H.P Lovecraft until there was no more Neil Gaiman to read.
If I am having a good day with my health on the days I visit my work advisor I usually treat myself to a book or three at the local charity shops on the way home, it’s a habit I can’t get out of; unfortunately yesterday there were quite a few I liked, in fact, I would have by choice bought home five books, but I only had enough money for two. The ones I found and bought home were books three and four of the Eragon series (the inheritance cycle) by Christopher Paolini. I have never watched the movie Eragon and nor have I ever read the books. I had the first two books at home, never read and abandoned on the shelves until I could get the complete set and now I have them I am thrilled. Unfortunately, knowing me, it will probably be 3+ months before I start reading them, because I am currently reading 26 books according to my goodreads.com currently reading list.
That doesn’t need to get any longer does it? I am I have to start on the fifth to fourteenth book of the Wizard of Oz series before I can think of moving onto another series, also I have the last book of the Fifty Shades of Grey to read as well.
Oh the life of a bibliophile is far too short!
It’s stupid to think that I get through an average of 1 to 4 books a week and that my “to read” list is currently 4647 and that expands by no less than 20 books per week. It’s ridiculous, even if I was immortal and glued my arse to a chair and read 24/7 I would never ever catch up in reading unless there was a total ban for thousands of years of new material being published!
I hope in the future there will be a little chip inside people’s brains where you can download information immediately by the press of a button; I would opt to be a literary and historical know-all and I would also want to be proficient in all creative mediums and telepathy.
I get huge bouts of depression because I can’t do more than one thing at once. I want to read, but I have to go through a painstaking process of choosing which book gets my attention at that precise moment; but then I want to paint or write and I am sitting back thinking, well one things has to be put on hold, which will it be? What shall I do? I have so many things to write about and so many ideas, that I can never knuckle down and write them, because as I am writing I am being flooded with too much future work, that I surrender and do nothing.
I don’t suffer from writers block, I suffer from writers flood and because of that, I don’t write a majority of the time. Because it sends me mad, I write gibberish and I lack focus, because I think as I concentrate on other things, many things at once.
You can probably see this problem in my updates here.
I am a huge fantasy fan, but I don’t know much of the most commonly known fantasy books and movies because I refrain from watching or reading them if they’re popular, because they normally end up being frustrating commercialised entities that are constantly pushing out new material every few months. When I sit down to read a book and it’s a series, I like to think I have the whole series ready on my shelves before I start. If there are more books in that series coming out months later, it infuriates me, because I don’t always remember what happened in the books in great details and I do not like re-reading books if I can absolutely help it; (too many books and so little time).
The books I have not read and the movies I have not watched so far, that are popular in fantasy and family genres.
Eragon series books and movies
How to train your dragon books and movies?
The books after Harry Potter’s Goblet of Fire haven’t been read yet
The movies past Harry Potter’s order of the phoenix
Once upon a time TV series
Supernatural TV series
The lion the witch and the wardrobe book
Final fantasy games
World of Warcraft games
Game of thrones TV series and books
Blood ties TV series
Twilight movie and books
True blood TV series and books
Nanny McPhee and the big bang
The Terminator movies
So as you can see, I have not watch nor read the biggies; but I do know a lot of fantasy that gets people scratching their heads at me and wondering what the hell I am talking about.
The Gor series of books
Diary of a wimpy vampire books
The Sandman comics by Neil Gaiman (though they are becoming popular)
The weirdstone of Brisingamen by Alan Garner
The play your own adventure books and fighting fantasies of Ian Livingstone and Steve Jackson
Nightmare TV series
Raven TV series
Highlander TV series
The fact there are 14 stories of OZ from the Wizard of OZ and that nobody knows the world completely, that is a complete bafflement for many
The Deptford mice books
Troll movie 1986
The Disney movie – the gnome mobile
Shirley Temple’s movie – the blue bird
Angels in America movie
Dogma the movie
So, go feast yourself on these so-called unheard of books and movies.
I take the night by the hand and away in dreams I go
Following the footsteps of a forgotten road
Feeding my mind with wonders of the night
Dreaming of a land where my hopes come to light
I can’t see an ending to my story
My life of eternity is full of glory
I cannot be alone when I’ve come to paradise
And I can see that my heart’s wishes come to me in afterlife
I cannot be afraid when I have so many hands guiding me to the light
And when I’ve had enough of life I can say goodnight
Because you’re not alone, in a land where angels fly
You’re not alone, in a place you’ll never die
You’re not alone when you’re by your loved ones
And you’re not alone when you’re with your maker
Come on be a taker of this life, dream life
Dream away your world of sorrows
Maybe you’ll be in paradise tomorrow, and then you can say
And know, what you’re talking about, go ahead and shout it out now you’re free
Come away with me
I long for you, to smother me in your glee
And I will hold your hand and take you to that land of dreams
Is the theme
This song probably doesn’t make a lot of sense to people, but I hoped that some people viewed the song as a person whose falling into a dream world which they confused as heaven and is encouraging others around them to become more susceptible to imagination. But I guess the lyrics could be read wrong by many. I didn’t revise this song at all, so I am not expecting good reviews, it’s just a song I had to write down as it came as it kept repeating in my head driving me crazy, saying WRITE ME NOW!
Sometimes I thought about writing a whole theater production or musical, as I imagine music and lyrics so much, but until I learn how to play music without playing by ear I fear this is a dream doomed to never become reality.
This song below is something I’ve planned on doing as a musical; it’s about vampires and every paragraph skips back and forth between two characters, a vampire lady and the son of a pastor.
Originally when writing this song I thought it was going to become the love of an angel and a demon, fighting each other but then falling madly and deeply in love with each other, but as all you other writers out there knows; your work dictates to you, you don’t dictate to it, and so as it flowed on it became vampiric, not a struggle between good and evil like first planned.
Hope you enjoy it – remember it’s to be sung, not read as poetry, but I don’t expect you to know the tune it’s supposed to be sang to. In all honesty, it was supposed to be a poem too, but it never turned out that way, I got something at the back of my head as background music which resembled something Manowar would have.
There fire in my soul, there’s a fire in my heart tonight
Tonight, there’s a place where the darkness fights the light
Tonight, tonight, our love is a place that beckons for a fight
With you in my arms, I feel your charms
Happy with me, you’re restless without me
You’re an angel faced fool
I’ve watched how you’ve drooled
As I shimmy around the nightclub
Tooled by my quest to capture you
You’re easy prey
The devil said it and now I say it too
You’re easy prey
A purity installed heart, I’ll tear you apart
Hear what I say
I am bad for you, oh guess what I’m gonna do
I’ll lead you astray
To a place you’ve never dreamed
I will do it this way
Make your heart mine and on a feast of blood I’ll dine
And take your bouquet
And lay it across your coffin
Knowing you’ll be mine forever
I lay in confusion, wondering what happened
I feel very different, where am I?
You are with me, my sweet little angel
I have given you a gift
You and I are children of the night, dear
We are vampires, in case it isn’t clear
Please, have no fear
This can’t be true, I refuse to believe it
Let me out of this place, your lies are a disgrace
Listen to me, it is the truth
A mirror will prove it
Don’t be so uncouth
I don’t believe it
I see no reflection
It’s true, now that you’ve seen it
You know that forever you’ll have youth
These are the trials and tribulations of creating new, excitations
How do you view my revelations?
Do you want this too?
Do you want to be renewed?
Vampires of the night we are
Fashioned by hunger
Our sun is millions of stars
Take my hand and become like us
All it takes is two scars