Comments on: Various Encounters with Karl ../ Your Non-Denominational Source for The Weird Wed, 16 Jan 2013 18:32:07 +0000 hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=7.1.4 By: Jim MacLachlan ../#comment-5386 Wed, 16 Jan 2013 18:32:07 +0000 ../../../../#comment-5386 Can anyone explain to me what the mistake was that Straub is referring to when he writes, “…me from overlooking a crucial, explanatory detail in one of the stories.” in his Intro to “In A Lonely Place”? The only male protagonist of the 3 stories he really liked is in “.220 Swift” & I don’t recall Brandon seeing his reflection in a window, certainly not in the opening paragraphs. “Sticks” is also mentioned, but again I can’t find such a scene. I must be missing something & would appreciate any help.

]]> By: John Eggeling ../#comment-3018 Fri, 03 Aug 2012 16:56:20 +0000 ../../../../#comment-3018 A well observed reminiscence of Karl and Babs that brought back memories of their many visits to the UK and more particularly of Peters Bar. Over the years many a night was spent there, half a dozen or more of us chatting, drinking, smoking (Babs showed me how burn hash under an upturned beer glass so the smell wouldn’t permeate the room), snorting coke, and then, when the bar was closing, heading up to Karl’s room to split a bottle of Jack Daniels or two. Those were the good days.

Then Babs left him, moroseness set in, and his moods got blacker. The last time I saw him was in early October, 1994; I was down in London for my father’s funeral and had a couple of hours spare in which to see him before I headed north. When I entered the bar he was sitting in a shadowy corner with a stunning Skin Two model by his side, a mirror image of Babs as in a glass darkly. It was only later when we went outside that I really saw how jaundiced he was, but I had a train to catch and was too rushed to realise the import. I said my goodbyes, “See you next time”, to which he smiled wryly. A few days later he was dead .… . .

]]> By: James Robert Smith ../#comment-2913 Sat, 07 Jul 2012 14:49:41 +0000 ../../../../#comment-2913 Wow. Thanks so much for this essay. I admired Wagner’s work immensely. I met him a number of times and he was always drunk. Always. I don’t think I ever encountered him sober save for one time around 10 am just before a panel discussion at a convention in North Carolina. And as that panel discussion began a hotel employee arrived with beers for Wagner. As he reached for the frosty bottles he exclaimed, “Ah! Breakfast!”.

]]> By: ghg ../#comment-2899 Wed, 04 Jul 2012 04:54:16 +0000 ../../../../#comment-2899 Thanks for running this.

]]> By: Chris Kemp ../#comment-2887 Mon, 02 Jul 2012 21:38:45 +0000 ../../../../#comment-2887 This was a great reminiscence, but very sad.

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