A few years ago, I considered writing a short article entitled “Arthur Machen’s Cat.” I was not exactly certain of the subject the article would treat at the time. Nor was I even certain whether Arthur Machen ever in fact owned a cat (I assume he did). I am ashamed to say that as I
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Everyone loves video games. Well, almost everyone. A smaller portion of game lovers may even appreciate certain games that have been left behind by the leaps-and-bounds pace at which graphic and interface developments have occurred since the late eighties. As someone who began school in the age of floppy disks, I can confidently affirm that
Editor’s note: While we try to celebrate the world of small press and independent authors on Silent Motorist Media, it’s important, on occasion, to visit its pitfalls as well. No environment is perfect, and we’re publishing this piece in the hopes that an awareness of some of the issues addressed here will help new and
Memoir in Woodgrain by Gregory Von Dare Old desk in a second-hand store beckons to me. It is dented and chipped, slightly warped, worn smooth and shiny on top from much human contact. No one can tell me who owned it, where it came from. Like a book in a foreign language, the desk has
By Bob Freville Brenda: Sounds nice and kinky to me. Too bad you’re not double-jointed. Fargo: Why? Brenda: Because if you were, you’d be able to bend over and kiss your ass goodbye! —Actual dialogue from Savage Streets (1984) Much has been written about sex and violence in motion pictures,
Reading in the Age of Trump The first time the Trump presidency seemed serious to me was when Slavoj Zizek half-heartedly endorsed Trump for the 2016 election. Zizek’s reasons for supporting such an outrageous candidate were, in a truly Zizekian fashion, complicated. His stance was similar to David Lynch’s: that Trump, while a problem himself,
Weird fiction isn’t something that occurs exclusively on the fringes of the literary world. Consider Neil Gaiman’s Hugo and Nebula award-winning novel American Gods, which, as we all know, was adapted into a television series on the Stars network. There’s no denying the literary weirdness of American Gods, even if Gaiman isn’t quite as strange