29 October 2008

In Which She Tries Spooky For Size


Poe's imagined landscape?

Though I acknowledge it's sort of a half-assed attempt, all on its own like that.

It needs a reading from the big book of Poe. It requires the ominous shadow of a flashlight held under the chin. It calls out for a spine-chilling, Vincent Price-esque "Nevermore."

Or -- I don't know -- maybe that would be overkill.

...Then again, maybe not.

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