While we’re all in social isolation and waiting for danger to pass, would you like to hear a story? Every day, I’ll be posting another chapter of Love and Lovecraft for you to enjoy… so sit back, close your eyes, and come with me to the sleepy countryside of Dunham County, which is about to become an unpredictable landscape of myth, madness, tea, and tentacles…
In which Harry describes her sisters, an enigmatic gentleman comes to town, and a mystery begins.
In which the Darlings come to tea, the most juicy of gossip is shared, the camera obscure is broken, and a frightful insult is given.
In which a gift of cheese and books is taken to Northwich Hall, something lurks under murky waters, and the Quirks are discussed.
In which an invitation is accepted with monstrous results.
In which a message is received, a tragedy unfolds, and the author discovers that she is unable to say ‘aristocratic’.
In which an acquaintance is secured, dreadful things are discovered, and the author is quite chilly.
In which method is discussed, motives are questioned, and a most perilous encounter spoils a peaceful evening.
In which fisticuffs occur, new (and curious) acquaintances are established, and the author’s tripod decides to be troublesome.
In which an acquaintance shares his great despair, a horse is hired, and the author remembers exactly how strange this story becomes.
In which we are reminded that hope springs eternal, and even the blackest night contains a multitude of stars.
In which certain individuals participate in an indelicate, yet enjoyable, encounter.
In tea is enjoyed, truths are shared, and the author decides to record two chapters in one day.
In which the author quickly changes her costume to record a second short chapter in one sitting.
In which large concepts are discussed, small birds flock together, and an invitation for tea is extended.
In which starlings are admired, a strange history is revealed, and a librarian offers to save the world.
In which the power of words become abundantly clear.
In which stones are torn asunder, and strange treasures are revealed.
In which true forms are discovered and mystical landscapes unfurl.
In which a librarian finds herself in a most dreadful predicament, temptations are offered, and hearts are tested.
In which old friends are returned and reacquainted (and THAT is not a good thing).
In which a crazy day IRL almost keeps the author from reading a chapter.
In which the word ‘swashbuckling’ is employed with great aplomb and zest!
In which the limits of the author’s vocabulary are seriously tested.
In which we discover what it must feel like to be dragged backwards through a keyhole.
In which all things come to their inevitable conclusion.