Bellairs: John vs. GeorgeThis post reminds us of something we did once many years ago: in a fit to find more John Bellairs, we snatched a few George Bellairs titles from the library in a misguided attempt to convince ourselves the two were related. George’s stuff wasn’t bad, as we recall, but, alas, nothing to do with John:
My point is that The Face In The Frost, sadly, was checked out today; but I did discover a Golden Age mystery author exists, or existed, named George Bellairs.
The Fox Sisters: Rise and Fall of Spiritualism’s FoundersCommentary from Ghost Augustine about the Fox Sisters, briefly mentioned in The Specter from the Magician's Museum:
Shortly after the “coming of the spirits” to the Fox household, the story of the family took a more dramatic turn. The two daughters, Maggie and Kate, were both purported to have mediumistic powers and the news of the unearthly communications with the spirit quickly spread. By November 1849, they were both giving public performances of their skills and the Spiritualist movement was born. The mania to communicate with the dead swept the country and the Fox sisters became famous.
To Film, or Not to FilmIn the occasional yay-vs-nay for Bellairs movies, this post - entitled Three Books We’d like to See on the Big Screen - suggests The House with a Clock in its Walls would make a good film:
It’s a creepy tale that could be handled well by someone like Terry Gilliam, whose approach has always had a childlike sensibility to it without sacrificing the deep-seated fear that underlies the situations he portrays.
Jeffrey Lewis: Office hoursAn article about musician Jeffrey Lewis:
Jeffrey didn’t play sports. He sketched on the floor of his room and included drawings in school projects. Horror novels by John Bellairs were Lewis’ favorite books and he bought comics at magazine stands in Saint Mark’s Square.
World views of M.R. James and S.T. JoshiCommentary from Omnia Exeunt In Mysterium on S.T. Joshi, the preeminent scholar in the study of weird fiction:
Nowhere are Joshi’s faults more manifest than in his interpretation of the work of M.R. James. His failure to fully appreciate James’s achievement has been extensively rebutted in the collection of essays, Warnings to the Curious (which Joshi himself graciously edited), but despite the instructive title of that volume, none deal with what I perceive as a dominant theme in James’s stories, one that is problematic for Joshi’s analysis on two fronts.