We have 6 posts tagged with "apertures"

Jan
30th
Written by Lazy Gramophone Press on Saturday the 30th of January 2010

"A Handsomely produced Book (The Book of Apertures).” - Philip Pullman "I love Lazy Gramophone, you're doing terrific work.” - Terri Windling "In a time when publishers are taking fewer and fewer risks on unknown writers, Lazy Gramophone are to be applauded for giving their collective a chance to shine.” - Litro Magazine... read more

Jan
24th
Written by Lazy Gramophone Press on Sunday the 24th of January 2010

Abby Stokes blinked her sleep-swollen eyes and looked at the man-shaped object where her dressing gown hung. Squinting in the half-light, she made out that the man-shaped object was indeed a man and immediately she was wide awake. "I've come for you Abigail," said the man. "It is time." Abby fixed the man in her gaze. Her fingers grasped around on her bedside table, searching for anything that... read more

Jan
24th
Written by Lazy Garmophone Press on Sunday the 24th of January 2010

And so it continued after that night. The Blobs were here to stay; he had long accepted that. Despite the occasional moments of frustration, the intense bouts of confusion, The Blobs also brought an all consuming feeling of focus and peace to his senses: The Blobs found him, the lost-and-long-wandering Boy, they collected his scattered thoughts and cradled his troubled head; they soothed... read more

Jan
24th
Written by Lazy Gramophone Press on Sunday the 24th of January 2010

Once upon a time there was a young boy named Sompop. He liked to play in the woods near his home and would always run to his mother with tales of the interesting new creatures he 'd seen. The first time he saw a stoat his mother heard the story a hundred times. One day, he was climbing up a thick tree searching for birds' nests, when a big crow startled him and he fell to the floor and bumped his... read more

Jan
24th
Written by Lazy Gramophone Press on Sunday the 24th of January 2010

Melvin never made any friends. Not only was he extraordinarily shy, he was small for his age, had unusual hair (which felt and looked a little like a rusty cheese-grater), he blushed at the slightest thing, and, to make matters worse, there were paving slabs that were more athletic than Melvin. He was an easy target, so preoccupied was he with his ruminations that he rarely noticed his classmates.... read more

Jan
24th
Written by Lazy Gramophone Press on Sunday the 24th of January 2010

Melvin never made any friends. Not only was he extraordinarily shy, he was small for his age, had unusual hair (which felt and looked a little like a rusty cheese-grater), he blushed at the slightest thing, and, to make matters worse, there were paving slabs that were more athletic than Melvin. He was an easy target, so preoccupied was he with his ruminations that he rarely noticed his classmates.... read more

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