It’s no fun being the new Station Management for Night Vale Radio, as Cecil’s finding out in this week’s episode. Apparently Station Management was relying on being an eldritch horror to avoid paying bills, and now the chickens have come home to roost. And by “chickens” we mean “creditors”, and by “roost” we mean “repossess
Aaaa! Did you hear the news? No, not that Cecil is scheduled to renegotiate his contract with the Night Vale Radio. He’s hoping the process this year will involve more raises and less spectral kidnappings, but that’s not important. You guys, Station Management and City Council are still dating. And here I’d thought they’d broken
But ever since New York became the newest and loudest member of an international resistance against the encroachment of hostile quantum possibility collapse, we been dealing with more than the usual day-to-day fuckshit. New York’s battle against the Enemy trying to kill living cities ended in an uncomfortable stalemate in N.K. Jemisin’s The City We
The magic word for this week’s episode is “creepy”. I don’t know if you’ve seen any of those “Liminal Spaces” pictures, but all those abandoned malls and eerily empty high schools can be super unsettling. Cecil’s niece Janice really likes them, so in this week’s episode they’re going to watch a four hour video compilation.
Terry Moore continues the story of former Parker Girl Katina Choovanski (Katchoo, if you know what’s good for you) with a brand new series that has quite a bit of intrigue and more than the usual amount of murder. The book (collecting issues 1-5 from the series) pulled me in from the first page, with
There’s big news for Cecil to report in Night Vale this week. After extensive renovations, Big Rico’s is having their grand reopening as “Big Rico’s Pizza and Entertainment Zone”! They’ve got two ball pits (with and without snakes), lots of games, and an animatronic band, The Table Scraps. Hang on, we’re getting reports from the
I’m a couple of years late with this, but I stumbled across Sarah Gailey’s book The Echo Wife when trying out a bookstore in Carrboro (the excellent Golden Fig), and the plot is eye-catching, to say the least. It’s going to sound like I’m giving away major spoilers with the description, but I’ll let the
The gates of the Institute swung open. The car turned down the driveway, and the Whitethorn Institute swallowed another incoming student alive. It’s been months since Cora returned from The Moors, and she still can’t sleep through the night without nightmares, still can’t clean her skin from the rainbow sheen that the Drowned Gods gave
Woo hoo, episode 350! We have absolutely no plans for this milestone, and when you get right down to it there’s really not much special about the number except that it ends in “0”. But still, woo! What IS special about this episode is that it’s our first foray into using Discord for the podcast.