Category Archives: Novels
00510405 (high noon)
“You know we have a Westwood too, full of women and apples. You’re not the first of your kind, Franklin. Or Frank Lynn; whatever.”
This f-cking planet, he thinks later to himself as he stares across the river in his dreams, into a different New state altogether. Old New to New New. If I would have just left back then everything would be all right now, he continued. But he knew that was impossible given the direction they all — all of the prisoners of his, um, New Home — were actually facing. Up. TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0051, 0405, GTA, GTA old
00510404 (Michigan city)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Is8N7B9b0GQ
“Alan, it was all just a *dream*,” spoke Michelle directly into my still doubting face. Her breath smelled like flowers so I didn’t mind in that respect. The words spewing out of that same pretty, red lipped mouth, however, stung like bees to every part of my body except the knees. “Here, here,” she implored, pulling out the highway map of Michigan Indiana again and unfolding it before me. “See here? Indiana Dunes. Just like you described dunes west of Hazel which seems to equate directly with our Michigan City.” She then pointed out that Chicago lies to the west of that and what did I say at least a couple of times about that sprawling metropolis, hmm? “You said you wish it had remained a wilderness — that’s how you put it,” she answered herself. “And what is The Hook Wilderness Preserve or whatever on your New Island, huh? A *wilderness*. This would be the place directly overlapping Chicago in our Hazel-Michigan City synchronization.” “That’s a good word for it,” I dare speak up to her, the now red face to sort of match the lips, glaring eyes and flaring nostrils up above that. She’d had enough of fantasy. She wanted to be *grounded*. Wake up, wake up! she seemed to cry over and over. You’re still only dreaming. New Island isn’t real! TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0051, 0404, Jerrymap, Michigan, Newer Island
00510403 (center (big guy with a beard sitting at a desk))
https://bakerbloch.com/2015/02/10/mythos-01/
Edwardston and its railroad trestle.
Edwardston, Pattonsburg and Gillalex (latter not revisited yet).
Increasing range: Calypso comes into view. Calypso is the traditional 5th largest city of the Mythos country of Wazob, as Edwardston is no. 3 and Gillalex is no. 4. This is obvious reference to the 3-4-5 Pythagorean triangle, in retrospect. The city of Calypso is (or was) located on Morg Island at the confluence of Silver Creek and Gold River. It is now part of a walking park. Wazob is built around the Silver Creek, and Calypso represents its “top”, a sealing or even entrapping lid.
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0051, 0403, Jerrymap, Michigan, Mythopolis, Wazob
00510316 (St. Catty)
Long long ago, in a different planetary system altogether, Tamala was tied to the owl’s head cross and hoisted to the highest building of Hate City, Planet Q for all to witness, her heart glasses removed, her eyes sown shut in effect. Life snuffed out
Sacrifice to the aberrant powers of an extraterrestrial cult in order to be reborn again and again in commercial displays over the next hundred years. The ritual reached a crescendo with the alignment of the stars. Orion power ON.
You will find her, in a basement. In a basement…
00510315 (no more turning into Jennifer Lane)
So what happens on Planet Mythos? You go down down down from the North through a place called The Point of No Return. Something happened there: crucifixion between pillars white and black, Joaquin and Boaz in Tarot terms, Lenoir and Spruce Pine in real geographic terms. Already much has been mentioned about this. James Bruce flipped from Bruce James takes the “documents” to Eoc but this was obviously derived from Enoch — thus Bruce with his Book of Enoch (link). But that’s not who we ultimately focus on. It’s exploring partner Cline not Bruce who becomes the important one for us. They have returned from now fabled Brown Mtn. which equates w/ Venus. The Venus energy is brought to Wazob of Mythos via Cline and his Clineism religion. Or maybe it’s a cult. This balances the Bruceites instead devoted to the writing and beliefs of James Bruce. 2 visions/interpretations of Venus, 2 separate groups of followers. That is the original dichotomy we face with any study of that cursed, dense planet. Prison? Perhaps that too. TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0051, 0315, Blue Mountain, Boulder, Mythopolis, Wazob
00510314 (Blue Mountain)
https://www.huffpost.com/entry/bestselling-author-hugh-h_b_9538676
Within a year of feeling that (imagining my books really getting out there), WOOL started taking off. Now, I don’t want to make it sound like it all came so easy. The years I spent writing with a day job were brutal. I lived in the mountains, and the mornings were cold in our tiny home, but I forced myself up before dawn, trudged to campus in the snow, sat in a chair up in the whisper section of the university library, and wrote until I went to work. Then I wrote on my lunch break… And then I wrote at night and on the weekends. I managed 2-3 novels a year for those three years, and it was brutal. But I loved what I was writing. It was 20 years of frustration pouring out of me.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0314, Blue Mountain, Frank's Moving Castle, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS