Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth
In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
Fiddler in the Crypt
A Jewish Cthulhu Story
Sefer Shemot ha-Metim.
“Book of the Names of...” ...What? “...the Names of the Dead”? Or is it "...Dead Names"?
Yikes, my Hebrew's rusty. Unsurprising, I suppose, considering the fact that my Hebrew education came to a more or less screeching halt with my bar-mitza at age 13.
Damn Uncle Izzie and his fershtinkener books, anyway! Whatever possessed that crazy alter-kacker to leave his library to me—a secular Jew if ever there was one—instead of, say, to one of that coven of Qabalistic cronies he used to hang out with down in the shul basement?
Still, reluctantly, I find that my interest has been piqued. Whatever this book may be, it's certainly not a tractate of the Talmud.
Oh well: what do you think the Goddess gave us “Google Translate” for? I reach for my phone and begin to type.
To Be Continued
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