Robb Hare

@robbhare.ca

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Freelance writer/editor, dad/cat dad, lefty, fountain pen user, notebook hoarder, TTRPG enthusiast, Liverpool FC supporter. 🇨🇦 🇬🇱 🇺🇦

Richard O’Brien as Riff Raff, from Rocky Horror Picture Show.
The cover of Patrick O’Brian’s unfinished 21st Aubrey-Maturin novel. A ship at sail, naturally enough. It contains a couple chapters in manuscripts and typescript. Jack finally hoists his pennant as Rear-Admiral, which is a wonderful place to have left him.
A mid 50s man with a salt and pepper beard and glasses, wearing a…maroon? hoodie and black toque, has a small white and orange cat resting on his shoulders, behind his head. That’s me with my new cat pal Rupert.
The cover of Green Lung's album, "This Heathen Land." The illustration features a field with some dolmen stones (?) in a row. In the sky a host of witches, druids, demons and various English folklore/folk horror figures bursts out of the clouds, all riding skeletal horses. It's a great album.
Me holding the latest issue of Wyrd Science. Cover shows fungi growing out of a skull’s mouth and eye sockets, in wonderfully lurid dayglo green, pink, blue, and yellow.
My phone’s weather summary this morning. In early April. “Good morning. Windy conditions with a wind chill of -14C and 29km/h winds out of the WNW. -4C.
A Cuisinart 4-slide electronic toaster, in the midst of toasting two bagels. Just what every 19-year old boy wants lol.
A stack of six books in a coffee table. From the bottom: Travis Baldree’s “Legends & Lattes” and “Brigands & Breadknives,” Matt Dinniman’s “Dungeon Crawler Carl,” Ferdia Lennon’s “Glorious Exploits,” Penguin’s recent “Weird Fiction: An Anthology” (at least, several stories within it), and Becky Chambers’ “To Be Taught, If Fortunate.”
The day-glo cover of Wyrd Science magazine issue 7. Swords! Ray guns! Aliens! Also it’s a great mag, please subscribe to it.
The cover of John McPhee’s “Oranges.”
The cover of Annalee Newitz’s novel (novella?) “Automatic Noodle.”
The cover of John Le Carré’s novel, “Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy.”
The cover of Emily St. John Mandel’s novel, “Sea of Tranquility.”
The cover of John Scalzi’s novel, “when the Moon Hits Your Eye.”
Veritech VF-1 in its “intermediate” mode (guardian mode?) between jet and humanoid mecha. From Macross/Robotech series. Illustration by tsundere-power on DeviantArt.
According to Google's Gemini AI, "The saying "two vicars means no more beans" is a play on words related to a British food, Heinz Beanz, often referred to as "beans" in informal language. The phrase is a joke about a situation where there are now two individuals named Vicar (or who are vicars), and the implied conclusion is that the supply of beans has now decreased."
According to Google's Gemini AI, "the saying 'the turkey sleeps in March' [which I just made up] is a common idiom, and it's a humorous way to describe the idea that people may feel sleepy after eating a large, protein-rich meal, especially a Thanksgiving-style meal containing turkey. While turkey does contain tryptophan, an amino acid linked to sleepiness, the effects are often exaggerated and the drowsiness is more likely due to a combination of factors, including the meal's size, carbohydrate content, and the social environment."
Two book covers. On the left, Frank McLynn’s “Genghis Khan: The Man Who Conquered the World.” On the right, Timothy May’s “The Mongol Empire.” I don’t even recall what led me to put these on hold.
The cover of Vivian Shaw’s novel “Strange Practice.”
A photo of the ornately illustrated box of Botany: A Victorian Expedition, a board game about travelling the world in search of exotic plants.
The cover of Jim Hines’ novel, “Terminal Alliance.”
The cover of Wyrd Science magazine vol 1 issue 5. A b&w ink drawing of a skull, wearing a golden crown engraved with a d20. Two cloaked mice, one with a spear, look out from behind the crown.
A photo of me (or my hand at least) holding a copy of John Scalzi’s novel, “The Ghost Brigades.”
A photo of my recent “happy birthday to me” haul of new tabletop role playing games: Blades in the Dark, Scum and Villainy, Monster of the Week, and Death in Space.
The cover of William Gibson’s novel, “The Peripheral.”
A picture of the cover of Jonn Elledge’s book “A History of the World in 47 Borders,” which unsurprisingly looks rather like a map showing the borders of various countries.
The cover of “Appendix N: Weird Tales From The Roots of Dungeons and Dragons”. Edited by Peter Bebergal.
The cover of JRR Tolkien’s “The Silmarillion.”
A *fat* spruce Christmas tree fully decorated in the corner of our living room. Seriously it’s 8 feet tall and maybe 12-14 feet around if not more. Weighed a friggin ton too.
An in-progress knitting project in red yarn. A 12 inch length of sweater arm attached to circular needles, lying on top of a red tartan wool blanket.
A screen shot of an Apple Music 2024 in review page showing that Green Lung's "This Heathen Land" is my most-played album of the year.
The cover of a collection of unabridged Conan the Barbarian stories by Robert E. Howard.
The cover of Patrick O’Brian’s novel, “The Wine-Dark Sea.”
Cover image of John Buchan’s “The 39 Steps,” 1915. Penguin, 2007 paperback edition.
The covers of Premee Mohamed’s novellas “The Annual Migration of Clouds” and “We Speak Through the Mountain.”
A picture of a bee perched on a pinkish-purple bee balm flower.
Image shows the cover of “Invisible Doctrine: The Secret History of Neoliberalism,” by George Monbiot and Peter Hutchison.
The cover of “Moon of the Turning Leaves,” a novel by Waubgeshig Rice.
Photo of the cover of Aric McBay’s novel “Inversion.”
A tuxedo cat and a cow cat sit by an open screened window looking out onto a deck.
Violet, a “cow cat,” sits on a chair sound asleep, her paws hugging the corner of a Union Jack pillow.
A cow cat sits in a square of afternoon sunlight on a painted blue kitchen floor.
A tall locust tree in full flower against a bright, clear blue sky.
The front cover of Cory Doctorow’s novel, “The Bezzle.”
Violet, a fluffy white-and-black “cow cat,” stares into the camera just inches from my face.