Previous installments of the series can be found here. Most recently: Roll of Thunder, Hear My Cry. For most of my life, when I heard someone talk about Weetzie Bat, I assumed it was a book about an actual bat. I imagined something like an anthropomorphic fruit bat: small, cute, not something that’s going to want to suck your blood. Maybe this cute bat goes to high school? I think I spent a…

Do you have any fucking idea what it's like to be a Druid, knowing the sum total of public awareness of your entire fucking civilization is that fucking burnout festival Stonehenge? Like that's the only thing Druids ever do, is drag bluestones out to Salisbury and wait for the sun to rise before killing our parents and binding them in mistletoe. Fuck you. Do you have any idea how much peat I farmed this season?…