As a writer I'm ashamed to say that I only know about anything to do with Norse mythology because of the Thor films in the Marvel movie-verse.Norse mythology rocks. I read them years before I read the Greek ones. The Greek stories seem so limp and lifeless by comparison.
As a writer I'm ashamed to say that I only know about anything to do with Norse mythology because of the Thor films in the Marvel movie-verse.
I know, I should be sent to the naughty step for that and many other offences.
But I hate hairy chests. They're gross to me. All, like... hairy... and whatnot...
Also, it feels weird being in the horror section when I've never even seriously tried to write horror... or even really read horror all that much. It feels like everyone's just waiting to strap me backwards onto a donkey, put a bucket on my head and spit on me before sending me off into exile.
Maybe I should read some horror... I have been kind of wanting to read me some Stephen King ever since I read On Writing, after all.
*looks at bookshelf groaning under weight of unread books*
On the other hand, maybe I'll do that sometime later.
No no no, they won't run you out of town on a rail. But they do have a bit of a fixation on barbecue. I hope you're wearing your asbestos drawers!
Greg has a batch of Special Hound Sauce he always keeps handy for such times. It's behind the bar in a large pickle jar marked "XXX". Good stuff.
The Greek ones are soap operas. The Norse stories teach about life and courage.
Also, it feels weird being in the horror section
Should I be starting the fire?
Englishmen
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If you were a reclusive mage who wanted to build your own little Fortress of Solitude under London, where would you put it?
So where? East End? Under some monument? The only distinct sections of London I've heard of are "The City," the East End, the West End, Limehouse, and the Isle of Dogs (which ain't an island and doesn't have any dogs, so huh?).