The watchman’s lantern moves in my direction, bobbing slowly. Suddenly I am rigid with panic, unsure where to go, certain I cannot stay here. I have visions of being arrested and interrogated, having to face the incredulous looks of my friends, the disapproving gazes of my professors.
Here is an anecdote enclosing a story by Rhys Hughes exposing an author who says Hi! You Have Just Passed Go.
I became a generator not just for myself / but for others, stray travelers and passers-by
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents Paul Evanby's "Utrechtenaar (Part 1 of 2)."
