Thirty-five years I've written code, a necromancer weaving spells to bring the dead to life. Hardware and electronics never held any charm for me. I've no love for chips and cables and solder. Give me a keyboard, a screen, and a language, and you have my attention. Thirty-five years produced a lot of work. So I thought, maybe time to talk about some of those projects.
Seven amnesiacs seek to restore memories of their interconnected pasts as a siren song from a far-off world beguiles--a cosmic adventure wrapped in an homage to a first-class fantasist.
Knight, the sheriff of a local magical government known as "the Gambit," is called to recover a mutilated body, tainted with magic and dumped at a popular haunt. When the corpse is identified as a close associate of the Gambit, it threatens the safety of the community he protects, and those he cares about most. As the fragile peace amongst the city's magic-wielding factions disintegrates, Knight must track down a cadre of murderers before his friends are picked off, one by one- with each death used to strengthen the spells cast against the Gambit. (Keywords: Urban Fantasy, Dark Urban Fantasy, Dark Fantasy, Fantasy Urban, Fantasy Witch, Horror Fantasy, Horror Pulps, Film Noir, Urban Fantasy Thriller, Fantasy Thriller, Fantasy Pulp.)
The confessions of Jean Jacques Rousseau.--The autobiography of Benvenuto Cellini.--The confessions of an English opium eater [by Thomas De Quincey].--The memoirs of Madame de Pompadour.--The autobiography of Benjamin Franklin.--The confessions of St. Augustine.
How was magic practiced in medieval times? How did it relate to the diverse beliefs and practices that characterized this fascinating period? This much revised and expanded new edition of Magic in the Middle Ages surveys the growth and development of magic in medieval Europe. It takes into account the extensive new developments in the history of medieval magic in recent years, featuring new material on angel magic, the archaeology of magic, and the magical efficacy of words and imagination. Richard Kieckhefer shows how magic represents a crossroads in medieval life and culture, examining its relationship and relevance to religion, science, philosophy, art, literature, and politics. In surveying the different types of magic that were used, the kinds of people who practiced magic, and the reasoning behind their beliefs, Kieckhefer shows how magic served as a point of contact between the popular and elite classes, how the reality of magical beliefs is reflected in the fiction of medieval literature, and how the persecution of magic and witchcraft led to changes in the law.
Occult societies, murder, brothels, London, and a young debauched Victorian on the loose... From New York Times bestselling and award-winning author Douglas Clegg comes ..".a cross between the Marquis de Sade and Charles Dickens...Scintillatingly brilliant."* Not for the faint of heart!For fans of Victorian debauchery and Lovecraftian occultism and absolutely classic degeneracy of the aristocracy. Takes place prior to the creation of Harrow. "Readers will find themselves enthralled by the early life and lessons of young Justin Gravesend...There is a richness to the prose in this book reminiscent of 'The Confessions of an Opium Eater' penned so long ago. Side by side, they might have been written by contemporaries, and that is the magic of Clegg's prose in this volume." -- FeoAmante.com Reviews. A short and very disturbing novel (or novella), 140 pages in print. Set in the British Isles, Wales, London, Manchester. ..".A terrific prequel to the Harrow House novels as readers obtain an intriguing look at Gravesend through his late nineteenth century journal and a scholarly introduction to Necromancy...Together these segments give this strong 'coming of age' horror tale a deep Victorian Era feel. Fans of the series will treasure this brilliant work, while newcomers will go chasing after the rest of the series." -- The Best Reviews. *..".Like reading a cross between the Marquis DeSade and Charles Dickens.. [Clegg's] prose is scintillatingly brilliant in parts and I was sucked right into this squalid tale of black magic. ...the book is worth this little gem of horror literature..." - Alternative Reality Webzine. "Justin Gravesend's story is one of perversity and debauchery and his embracing of it. Clegg does not back away from the more unsavory elements, yet keeps the language of the time (presumably the late 1800s), so that sometimes it felt as if I were reading something from Boccaccio or the like. 'The Necromancer' is never anything less than compelling, and I finished this relatively short tale in two sittings." - Craig's Book Club Reviews.
As I was going out of my bedroom door I remembered my nungas. Perhaps I should take some precautions to keep them under strict control. Maybe bits of Sellotape on the ends of them to keep them from doing anything alarming? I'd like to trust them, but they are very unreliable. The irrepressible heroine of the Michael L. Printz Honor Book Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging is back, and funnier than ever! Georgia has finally landed Robbie the Sex God, but he's never around, and Georgia's ex, Dave the Laugh, is starting to look quite dreamy. Strangely, so does just about every other guy Georgia meets, even the new French teacher. In this third installment of Georgia's hilarious confessions, Georgia's "red bottomosity" is out of control! Whatever will happen next?
They called me the Coffin King. I was the hero who slew the Lich and returned the Crown of Whispers to the Empire. The man of the people who rose to become emperor, only to fall again to a conspirator's blade. The cursed one. The creature of darkness, doomed to wander these shadowed halls for years uncounted. I am the monster the stories warned you about. I am the Lich.But you already knew all this, didn't you? If you hadn't, you wouldn't have ventured miles beneath the earth to my Castle-Under-The-Mountain to the foot of my Throne of Skulls with your silver sword in hand, ready to plunge it through my cold, un-beating heart. Be honest with yourself. You came for a confession. So a confession, you shall have. Now please, come a little bit closer...
