Grumpy old man getting his head together in the country writes gloomy fiction and takes moody photos. Sometimes he makes depressing electronic rock music. What? No, *you're* having a mid-life crisis.
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“From these wastelands strange piles of basalt gleamed darkly in the sun – weird masses of stone too regular to be called the work of nature, too unthinkably ancient to be the work of man.” – Karl Edward Wagner, Darkness Weaves A half-century ago, they say, you could walk to the bottom of the Bewl…
Somebody Always Drowns 