This is the second post in the series about the book As Meat Loves Salt by M. McCann, which has wounded me so deeply that months after reading it, I still can’t pass a full hour awake without thinking about it. In the first post, I made some introductory remarks and then talked about the cover and the blurb. In this one, I’ll talk about the title, and what it means.Continue reading As Meat Loves Salt: On the meaning of the title
In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost.
After much hesitation, I decided to post some of my traditional artwork, which I started with last month. I mostly redraw random pretty photos from the web, in watercolor, more recently oil, and most recently acrylic.
Here are my first attempts at all three techniques!
While not quite the illustration for, this was definitely inspired by a scene from Fury’s Embrace, the story I’m currently working on. It’ll be the second of a series, following Death’s Blessing.
But then he found this cemetery and cleared every piece of angel, demon and undead filth in a one-mile radius around it, to be at peace while his creepy-ass ghouls dug a hole in the ground. Like for a coffin. He sat at the edge of that hole, staring in it, for a day and a night, as still as the headstones around him. I swear, if I didn’t interrupt him, he’d still be sitting there. Perhaps he’d eventually turn to stone.