Month: February 2020

For the witch of winter, the one who feel the patterns of frost upon her skin as secret language, the one whose blood-red bag is like robin breast in the forest, she is a dealer in wonders. – John Arthur Haverbrook, 1827 #WitchWednesday https://t.co/NmhcpYDGvO

For the witch of winter, the one who feel the patterns of frost upon her skin as secret language, the one whose blood-red bag is like robin breast in the forest, she is a dealer in wonders. – John Arthur Haverbrook, 1827 #WitchWednesday pic.twitter.com/NmhcpYDGvO

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 1, 2020

@typejunky Proper.

Proper.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 1, 2020

@real_life_ghost Oh I think that will become very apparent across the year.

Oh I think that will become very apparent across the year.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 1, 2020

@oldweirdalbion I remember being taken to see the Romanichal places of Mistley as a child and the spots of his alleged murder and drowning. Little shrines of spat nails at both.

I remember being taken to see the Romanichal places of Mistley as a child and the spots of his alleged murder and drowning. Little shrines of spat nails at both.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 1, 2020

Hookland paper ephemera. Poster for a goth band night in Brighthaven, 1982 https://t.co/JzxCPKieUW

Hookland paper ephemera. Poster for a goth band night in Brighthaven, 1982 pic.twitter.com/JzxCPKieUW

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 1, 2020

A book so formative that it gets its own entry in one of the A-Z of Hookland Influences.

A book so formative that it gets its own entry in one of the A-Z of Hookland Influences. https://t.co/UMeMY2JEH1

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 1, 2020

If you get a chance, go hear Christopher talk. It will be brilliant.

If you get a chance, go hear Christopher talk. It will be brilliant. https://t.co/oA7WYbUuZL

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 1, 2020

We walked through a landscape brutalised by winter, a landscape of trees made into the scratch of spectre nets against grey skys. We followed The Hum and told ourselves it kept our bones warm. – Soul Camouflage Katie, former Pylon Person, 1982 https://t.co/tYfdxaEaeu

We walked through a landscape brutalised by winter, a landscape of trees made into the scratch of spectre nets against grey skys. We followed The Hum and told ourselves it kept our bones warm. – Soul Camouflage Katie, former Pylon Person, 1982 pic.twitter.com/tYfdxaEaeu

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 1, 2020

@ChrisJosiffe https://t.co/UMDV1d4BTp

@ChrisJosiffe https://t.co/UMDV1d4BTp

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 1, 2020

@Verity_Holloway @mjpcuervo Dracula works because Dracula has dark gravity. Other things can orbit and add – like the original jokes – as long as they do not diminish that dark gravity that holds it all together.

Dracula works because Dracula has dark gravity. Other things can orbit and add – like the original jokes – as long as they do not diminish that dark gravity that holds it all together.

— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) January 1, 2020