For the next few posts, we will be doing a spot of time-travelling. Interspersed with any new-news, we will be chatting about the old-news that I missed during my Time Away™. In this post, we’re travelling back to chilly November.
Back in chilly November, one of my strangest pieces of fiction was published between the eldritch pages of Cosmic Horror Monthly. Cosmic Horror Monthly is a strange publication filled with all sorts of odd and interesting things, and I am proud to have my own brand of weird in their catalogue.
And the cover art—the cover art. Ahem…
“An Ouroboros of a Sort” is a story about the perils of making connections—reaching out is easy, but letting go? That’s another matter entirely.
As is customary, to whet your appetite…

The woman at the window is impossible.
It is not that she is a woman nor that she stares so that her brow is fixed permanently downwards; nor is it that her hair is too black, too sleek, too shiny, but rather that she cannot be at the window in the first place. Sage lives on the thirteenth floor, and the window is much too high.
—ELOU CARROLL,
“AN OUROBOROS OF A SORT”,
COSMIC HORROR MONTHLY #53
If you’d like to read more, you can purchase Issue #53 here!









