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grady-hendrix-the-cat · 7 months
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And here’s yet another photo of Grady mid-meow because I’m sure you wanted to see it.
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How can I forgive myself for growing up before I was ready?
Fatima Aamer Bilal //Nickie Zimov //Cameron Awkward-Rich// Mitski// Fortesa Latifi// Mad Men// Succession// Grady Hendrix// Sylvia Plath// @twofigs// Shanice Bloodbloom// Jenny Slate// Simon & Garfunkel// Raven Leilani// Carrie Fisher
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bitterkarella · 1 month
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Midnight Pals: Cool Kids
Sam Richard: submitted for the approval of the midnight society, i call this the tale of the cartoon with a satanic grimoire in it King: see, that's why we don't let dean watch tv Richard: oh you shouldn't do that Richard: kids gotta be free to explore Koontz: you guys stop talking about me like i'm not here
King: dean it's for your own good Koontz: stop it! i'm not just some little kid! King: i don't know where he gets this King: he's been so willful lately King: he's been hanging out with that grady hendrix kid too much King: a bad influence if you ask me
Grady Hendrix: [jumping sick flip on skateboard] Koontz: wowwwww Hendrix: hey dean you wanna hang out behind the school and put on some sunglasses Koontz: i Koontz: i don't think i'm supposed to do that
Hendrix: what's the matter dean? you chicken? Koontz: no! I'm not chicken! Hendrix: all the cool kids are doing it Koontz: what?? Koontz: well if all the cool kids are doing it, it can't be wrong Hendrix: the first pair is free
Koontz: [wearing sunglasses] hey guys King: Dean Raymond Koontz!! What is THAT on your face? Koontz: nothin' King: are you wearing sunglasses? Koontz: Koontz: maybe King: well you can take those off right now mister
Koontz: you can't make me Koontz: you're not my dad! King: that's RIGHT, dean King: because my boy joe would NEVER do something this irresponsible King: my boy joe is good as gold! Joe Hill: dad please stop
Barker: pfft c'mon steve let him live a little King: this might not seem like a big deal to you clive King: but today it's sunglasses King: tomorrow it's a leather jacket!
Koontz: neil gaiman wore a leather jacket in his author photo King: that's different King: he's an adult King: leather jackets can be worn in moderation by responsible adults
Mary Shelley: sup fuckers Barker: go ahead dean show mary your new look Koontz: [wearing sunglasses] Shelley: Shelley: ahahahaha Shelley: fucking hell yeah
Koontz: [wearing sunglasses] watch out everyone i'm a real no goodnik Koontz: so you better watch out!! Koontz: i'm one bad banana!! Shelley: ha ha oh my god Shelley: did you teach him to say that Barker: no he just came up with it himself! Shelley: ha ha that's wild Barker: i know right??
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thehomebodydiaries · 2 months
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It’s raining but I have errands to run so I’m reading instead
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thegothicalice · 4 months
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Trying to get the reading brain back again 🥀 Boots New Rock, Topshop vinyl pants thrifted, Freddy sweater from Hot Topic years ago, prosthetic eye pendant by Bonelust.
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b-oredzoi · 7 months
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Books I Read in 2023: How To Sell a Haunted House by Grady Hendrix
“I’ll come right out and say it,’ Mercy told them. ‘Strange noises, bad vibes, your mom and dad recently passed— Your house is haunted and I’m not selling it until you deal with that.”
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genderhawk · 11 months
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I'm listening to the Southern book clubs guide to slaying vampires again and (slight spoilers) like the scariest parts aren't even the bugs or rats or vampire it's the way the husbands band together to infantilise, gaslight, divide, and shut down Patricia and the titular book club like I can listen to the while attic scene on one go but not anything with all the husbands
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wakingupnexttoyou · 4 months
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I gotta live read this one... Because I'm 5% in and this shit is WILD already. Soooooo. Spoiler warning obviously.
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This girl's parents died. She goes home to deal with their house..... It's FULL OF DOLLS.... And the attic hatch is boarded shut..... I would have walked right back out of that house you guys 😂😂😂😂😩😭
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acotars · 1 year
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Read in 2023:
“By the power of Phil Collins, I rebuke you!” she said. “By the power of Phil Collins, who knows that you coming back to me is against all odds, in his name I command you to leave this servant of Genesis alone!” x
MY BEST FRIEND’S EXORCISM by Grady Hendrix ★★★★
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Have you read...
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Something strange is happening at the Orsk furniture superstore in Cleveland, Ohio. Every morning, employees arrive to find broken Kjerring bookshelves, shattered Glans water goblets, and smashed Liripip wardrobes. Sales are down, security cameras reveal nothing, and store managers are panicking. To unravel the mystery, three employees volunteer to work a nine-hour dusk-till-dawn shift. In the dead of the night, they’ll patrol the empty showroom floor, investigate strange sights and sounds, and encounter horrors that defy the imagination. A traditional haunted house story in a thoroughly contemporary setting, Horrorstör is designed to retain its luster and natural appearance for a lifetime of use. Pleasingly proportioned with generous French flaps and a softcover binding, Horrorstör delivers the psychological terror you need in the elegant package you deserve.
submit a horror book!
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marypsue · 9 months
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There's a thing in Grady Hendrix' We Sold Our Souls, especially in conversation with what he has to say about splatterpunk in Paperbacks From Hell, that I've been thinking about ever since I read it.
So the protagonist of We Sold Our Souls is the guitarist of a long-dissolved heavy metal band, and the premise is that she finds out her former bandmate sold her (and their other bandmates') soul in exchange for success. And she wants it back.
This could very easily have turned into a one-note diatribe against the soulless corporate commercialism and trend-chasing sameiness of mainstream music - and that's definitely a thread that runs through the entire book. Our Heroes do very much insult the creative bankruptcy and shameless plagiarism that the soul-selling bandmate engages in to get to the top of the heap. It's shown as both a moral and an aesthetic wrong. There's a lot about the ~grittiness and ~rawness of ~real music, a lot of lauding the artists that never get anywhere because they don't have wide, mainstream, commercial appeal, because they stick to making the art that they love and that they believe in. There is, to be perfectly frank, a lot of the kind of alternative music snobbery that's inherent in any underground scene.
But then. Then there's Melanie. And there's her love of this manufactured, commercial, creatively bankrupt, overproduced hacky nu-metal act that the soul-selling bandmate became, and what that love has helped her through, and what that love inspires her to do with her life. And, most importantly for the story's purposes, how that love puts her in the very place she needs to be to help Kris when Kris needs it the most.
And then there's the girl with the guitar, busking on the street. She's not very good, and she hasn't gotten much better by the end of the novel. But she's still making music.
And then there's the fact that Grady Hendrix makes a point, during the climactic scene, to note that the opening riff on the first track of Troglodyte is one that Kris...borrowed, albeit unintentionally, from a much more famous song. That this paragon of music and art and creativity and soul that she hopes can save them all...isn't wholly original.
We Sold Our Souls raises a question that, on the surface, it seems to never conclusively answer: is the album Troglodyte actually any good? It's never entirely clear (because this is a book, and part of the reason why I think it's unfilmable) whether the music itself actually sounds good. Kris certainly thinks so. The people at Hellstock seem to think so. The people on the radio say that the album is mediocre at best - but then, the radio's been a puppet of Black Iron Mountain all along (except for the AM weirdos, which sort of undermines that argument, which goes to my point). What is clear, though, is that whether or not Troglodyte is technically, musically, aesthetically, artistically good or not...doesn't matter. Because just by virtue of being what it is - the first serious artistic efforts of a lonely, sad, angry teenage girl and her friends, kicking defiantly back at a world that seems built just to grind them down - it has immeasurable power.
What We Sold Our Souls seems to me to be saying, with all of this, is that it doesn't matter much in the end what the art that you love actually is. It doesn't matter whether it's good, or original, or makes you money. What matters is that you love it. All art is made out of other art, and what matters is the art that you make out of it next.
And that any art that gets made, no matter how commercial or shallow or derivative or technically imperfect or ugly or strange or whatever it might be, is always better than the art that doesn't.
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grady-hendrix-the-cat · 7 months
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That toy is a little big for the cats’ toy basket.
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"It's been like someone's touching the back of my neck all day long. And it's happening more.
Every second it's, like, touch-touch-touch."
Painted this a while ago after reading My Best Friend's Exorcism by Grady Hendrix (Still one of my favorite books) :D
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Hugh Zachary - Gwen, In Green - Fawcett - 1979 (cover illustration by George Ziel)
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cvitiepipp · 8 months
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libraryspectre · 5 months
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Last night we watched the new hbomberguy plagerism epic and I just wanna say I called the Final Girl Support Group twist
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