Picking on Alistair Rennie again, now to his sleighty eye.
His Shed at the end of the world teases unmercifully. Of all human structures, sheds must be the most mysterious. What does this one hold? Are there tool (or other) rituals associated with it? Are the contents held fast, and how? How does it react to the Elements?
And where is the end of the world?
I used to think that Alistair Rennie, man of mountains and -scapes, has the eye of an ungulate.
But that tease! He's got the eye of yet another species I can't identify, and he either stooped (or stumbled?) to write "The Gutter that Sees the Light that Never Shines", his brilliant story in this just-released anthology, The New Weird edited by
Ann and Jeff VanderMeer.
Hold on. Let me pluralise my "thank".
My pleasure. But 'better'?
Oh, imperfect world!
In a perfect one, one thank would be enough.
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