The Art of the Day on my Patreon is Henry Fusely’s “The Night-Hag Visiting Lapland Witches”, an illustration to a passage from Milton’s “Paradise Lost”. One can always resort to Mr. Fusely when looking for spooky stuff, isn’t that right?

"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows
The Art of the Day on my Patreon is Henry Fusely’s “The Night-Hag Visiting Lapland Witches”, an illustration to a passage from Milton’s “Paradise Lost”. One can always resort to Mr. Fusely when looking for spooky stuff, isn’t that right?


Ah, Selma Lagerlöf. I haven’t read anything of hers since I was a kid and now, all of a sudden, I find myself reading three works of hers in two months. The first one was Men and Troll, a collection of short stories, and it’s

“Bal Macabre” (1908) is one of Gustav Meyrink’s most striking occult short stories: a hallucinatory, symbol-laden tale set in a decadent nightclub that turns into a vision of death, poison, and a secret society of the “apparently dead.” You might know the guy for The

Honoré de Balzac’s “The Red Inn” (L’Auberge rouge) is a short story first published in 1831 and later included among the Études philosophiques of La Comédie humaine. It’s a story-within-the-story. I’m not particularly fond of Balzac, but maybe you’ll enjoy it. In I know not

Ah, Selma Lagerlöf. I haven’t read anything of hers since I was a kid and now, all of a sudden, I find myself reading three works of hers in two months. The first one was Men and Troll, a collection of short stories, and it’s

“Bal Macabre” (1908) is one of Gustav Meyrink’s most striking occult short stories: a hallucinatory, symbol-laden tale set in a decadent nightclub that turns into a vision of death, poison, and a secret society of the “apparently dead.” You might know the guy for The

Honoré de Balzac’s “The Red Inn” (L’Auberge rouge) is a short story first published in 1831 and later included among the Études philosophiques of La Comédie humaine. It’s a story-within-the-story. I’m not particularly fond of Balzac, but maybe you’ll enjoy it. In I know not
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