In 1938, Raymond Chandler published a short detective story called “The King in Yellow.” It takes its name from the victim, a musician named King Leopardi. When the hotel dick, Steve Grayce, finds the man shot to death in his bed, clothed in yellow silk pajamas, he remarks, “The King in Yellow. I read a book with that title once.”
I’m fairly certain I’ll never become an antiquarian bookseller in real life, so I’ll settle for playing one on the Internet.
Stu Horvath hunts for the Gloucester sea serpent – mostly from the safety of shore.
A sonnet to end Sleep Week.
A sonnet to begin Sleep Week.
Stu Horvath used to watch everything over and over again. Now he can barely watch things once.
Unwinnable remembers Richard Matheson.
Daniel Kibblesmith makes it weird with Harry Potter. And Dilbert.