Edith oh, hello, archie. How are you . Hello. Hello. How was your day . It was a laugh riot. One jolly moment after the other. Thats why you see me standing here like the bluebird of happiness. Whats the matter, arch . Ive never seen you so upset. Oh, you never read the papers, huh . Dont you know whats goin on . In here it says 19 robberies reported in queens district. Two of them right around here. Yesterday ryans gas station a couple of blocks away. And today im passing old lady crimskis bakery on the way to the subway this morning what do you think i saw . What they didnt do to her. First of all, they robbed 180 bucks right out of her stocking. Then just for spite, they ruin the joint. Cheesecake splashed all over the walls. Bagels rolling out to the sidewalk. Im telling you, were livin in a jungle, thats what a jungle. Funny, funny, funny. The whole world is fallin apart and the meathead here is makin jokes. Well, im takin some action beginning with this little surprise right here
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W.S. Winslow Tries to Define a Recondite Genre
March 3, 2021
Darkness. Madness. Specters. Death. Add some menacing weather, a tortured anti-hero and a long-buried secret or two and you’ve got the makings of a fine old Gothic novel in the tradition of
The Hunchback of Notre Dame, big, chewy tales that roll right up to the precipice of horror but stop just short, lingering instead in the realm of Europe’s Dark Romanticism. Cross the line into horror and you leave the gloom of Manderley and Wuthering Heights for the hallucinogenic terror of
American fiction has its own Gothic tradition. Best known is the southern version, set not in cathedrals, castles and moors, but amidst the decrepit plantations and enduring ruin of the Civil War. Whereas the Southern Gothic is draped in Spanish moss, surrounded by cotton fields and oppressed by summer swelter, the Northern Gothic was born of cold and Calvinism, isolation and endurance, rooted not in the horrors of slavery and a fetishized