
Ligeia by Harry Clarke, 1919.
“I cannot, for my soul, remember how, when, or even precisely where, I first became acquainted with the lady Ligeia.”-Ligeia, Edgar Allan Poe

Ligeia by Harry Clarke, 1919.
“I cannot, for my soul, remember how, when, or even precisely where, I first became acquainted with the lady Ligeia.”-Ligeia, Edgar Allan Poe

The Black Cat by Aubrey Beardsley, 1894-1895.
“For the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen, I neither expect nor solicit belief.”-The Black Cat, Edgar Allan Poe

The Cask of Amontillado by Harry Clarke, 1919.
“The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as best I could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge.”-The Cask of Amontillado, Edgar Allan Poe
The dust jacket cover of the 1922 edition of Captain Blood by Rafael Sabatini. Published by Houghton Mifflin, Boston.

Dust Jacket Cover of Captain Blood by Rafael Sabatini.
“It is not human to be wise,” said Blood. “It is much more human to err, though perhaps exceptional to err on the side of mercy.”-Captain Blood, Rafael Sabatini

The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe. Cover illustration by Gustav Doré, 1884.
“Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary”-The Raven, Edgar Allan Poe

The Fall of the House of Usher illustrated by Aubrey Beardsley, 1894-1895.
“During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singular dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.”-The Fall of the House of Usher, Edgar Allan Poe

The Tell-Tale Heart by Harry Clarke. From Tales of Mystery and Imagination by Edgar Allan Poe, 1919.
“True!-nervous-very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad?”-The Tell-Tale Heart, Edgar Allan Poe
Yep, this is what I am doing today!

A young woman cleaning pans at a draped stone arch by Willem Joseph Laquy, 18th century.
Whilst I hate cleaning and refuse to believe that it is in any way therapeutic, my house needs some tender loving care. I’ll be back in the studio tomorrow, writing and blogging away. I’ve been working on some new material for A Small Press Life, so be sure to check back often.
I’ve taken the day off from writing, to do this:

The Green Sofa, Sir John Lavery, circa 1903.
See you tomorrow!
Miss Auras by Sir John Lavery, 1900.

Miss Auras by Sir John Lavery, circa 1900.