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The Weird Novel Chapters
List of most recent chapters published for the The Weird novel. A total of 163 chapters have been translated and the release date of the last chapter is Apr 02, 2024
Latest Release: Chapter 1 : The Weird.Jeff VanderMeer.Dedicated to Nicolas Cheetham, Gio Clairval, and all of the ed
The Weird.Jeff VanderMeer.Dedicated to Nicolas Cheetham, Gio Clairval, and all of the editors who helped us by way of example or advice.Foreweird.Michael Moorc.o.c.k.KEEP Austin Weird, it says on a popular b.u.mper sticker for the city where I spend much
- 63 He took a long sweet pull from the can. Then he started walking.The Firebird was empty.And the next car, and the next.Each car he pa.s.sed looked like the one before it, which seemed crazy until he realized that it must be the work of the light. It cast a
- 62 Besides she's ill. And we have a son. There's him to consider too.''How old is your son?''Nearly sixteen.''What colour are his hair and eyes?''Really, I'm not sure. No particular colour. He's not a baby, you know.''Are his hands still soft?
- 61 'No,' said Bannard in a giggling whisper. 'Not Number 13, not yet Number 12 A.'As a matter of fact Maybury had not noticed the number on the door that Bannard was now cautiously closing, and he did not feel called upon to rejoin.'Do be quiet taking y
- 60 'Yes,' she replied with simple gravity. 'It comes from Rome. Would you like to touch it?'Naturally, Maybury would have liked, but, equally naturally, was held back by the presence of the watchful lad.'Touch it,' she commanded in a low voice. 'G.o.d
- 59 The instantaneity of the service (apart from the fact that Maybury was late) could be accounted for by the large number of the staff. There were quite certainly four men, all, like the lad, in white jackets; and two women, both in dark blue dresses. The s
- 58 He crossed the Piazza San Marco, now thronged with after-dinner strollers and spectators at the cafes, all three orchestras going full blast in harmonious rivalry, while his companion kept a discreet two paces to his left and never uttered a word.They arr
- 57 'It is unfortunate,' said the manager, 'that we do not know the name of the two ladies or the hotel where they were staying. You say you met these ladies at Torcello yesterday?''Yes...but only briefly. They weren't staying there. At least, I am cert
- 56 She was still intent upon the menu, she had not seen the sisters, but any moment now she would have chosen what she wanted to eat, and then she would raise her head and look across the room. If only the drinks would come. If only the waiter would bring th
- 55 'Is she on her way?' asked Laura.'About to pa.s.s our table now,' he told her.Seen on her own, the woman was not so remarkable. Tall, angular, aquiline features, with the close-cropped hair which was fas.h.i.+onably called an Eton crop, he seemed to r
- 54 And then I looked at Carl, laughing and relaxed and absolutely free of care, absolutely unchilled, finally, at last, after years of And then I looked at Carl again.And then I looked down at my drink, and then I looked at my knees, and then I looked out at
- 53 I opened the Spam and sat down to be alone with it and my memories, but it wasn't to be for long. The kind of people who run with people like Carl don't like to be alone, ever, especially with their memories, and they can't imagine anyone else might, a
- 52 His mud-gloved hand pointed to the forest, where all the trees shone with a metallic glow. In a brusque movement, I detached myself from the mountain soil. I heard a bizarre sound, and I felt moisture under my muddy hand. I bent low to examine the place w
- 51 'What happened?' I asked.He let a few minutes pa.s.s before answering. He then turned a strange gaze on me, and said in a strangled voice, 'Son. I'm starting to doubt what I just saw. At the very instant I called you, the gravel under my feet gave way
- 50 To cap it all, when we halted to drink, we discovered our provision of water had turned red. We drank it all the same. Its warm temperature strengthened the impression we were drinking blood.We resumed our march toward hope. In the evening, we found the f
- 49 Once more, I lost consciousness.When I awoke again, I was astonished to be alive and still tied to the mast. The dawn was turning into day, the sea becalmed. I raised my head as much as my restraints allowed it and saw Toine lying at the other end of the
- 48 The dawn was as black as muddy dirt. The stars had fled but the night seemed to last forever. A silence as heavy as the heat hung in the air. The crew must have been wallowing in rum. Toine, who had returned to his hammock, no longer spoke, but in the dar
- 47 Astonished, I glanced around, taking in the hawsers coiled in every corner. Cords of rope similar to those I'd spotted on moored boats. The s.h.i.+p reeked of tar.At the noise of heavy footfalls, I clenched my eyes shut and pretended to be asleep. A kick
- 46 'Wait.'Now the heat began.'Wait.'By a row of shops I fell. My chest was full of pain, my head of fear: I knew the madmen would come swooping from their dark asylum on the hill. I cried out to the naked hairy man: 'Stop! Help me!''Help you?' He lau
- 45 'What is it you don't want me to see? What are you afraid of, Brother?''Mr. Ellington? I do not have the authority to grant your request. When you are well enough to leave, Father Jerome will no doubt be happy to accommodate you.''Will he also be ha
- 44 'And Mr. Taylor? By that time he already had been designated as a special adviser to the Const.i.tutional President. Now, and as an example of what individual effort can achieve, he was counting his thousands by the thousands; but this did not cause him
- 43 Dan's eyes misted even before he opened the package. He knew it was a record.'Gosh,' he said softly. 'What one is it? I'm almost afraid to look...''You haven't got it, darling,' Ethel Hollis smiled. 'Don't you remember, I asked about You Are My
- 42 Pedaling with superhuman speed or rather, appearing to, because in reality the bicycle was pedaling him Bill Soames vanished down the road in a cloud of dust, his thin, terrified wail drifting back across the heat.Anthony looked at the rat. It had devoure
- 41 Then the new heirs had stepped in, briskly, with their pooh-poohs and their harsh dismissals of advice, and the house had been cleaned and put up for rental.So he and she had come to live here with it. And that was the story, all of the story.Mr. Hacker p
- 40 She tugged again. This time the window raised a good six inches and then something slipped. The window came down like the blade of a guillotine, and she got her hands out just in time. She bit her lip, sent strength through her shoulders, raised the windo
- 39 Mrs. Allison hurried with her pie. Twice she went to the window to glance at the sky to see if there were clouds coming up. The room seemed unexpectedly dark, and she herself felt in the state of tension that precedes a thunderstorm, but both times when s
- 38 'I'm hungry, mother. You can see I'm alive and kicking since I'm hungry and thirsty.''May you never again disappear like that!''I promise, but don't ever ask me for an explanation', I said.And everything was all right again.How long did this dre
- 37 Under the step, toward the right, I saw a small iridescent sphere of almost unbearable brightness. At first I thought it was spinning; then I realized that the movement was an illusion produced by the dizzying spectacles inside it. The Aleph was probably
- 36 And that's the way it's been since time began, when crowds gather. You murder much easier, this way. Your alibi is very simple; you didn't know it was dangerous to move a hurt man. You didn't mean to hurt him.He looked at them, above him, and he was c
- 35 'Let me tell you then.' He felt the bed under him, the sunlight on his face. 'You'll think I'm crazy. I was driving too fast, I know. I'm sorry now. I jumped the curb and hit that wall. I was hurt and numb, I know, but I still remember things. Mostl
- 34 Donald Wollheim (19141990) was an American science fiction writer as well as an influential editor and publisher. Eventually inducted into the Science Fiction Hall of Fame, Wollheim edited the first science fiction reprint anthology, The Pocket Book of Sc
- 33 'A Negro?' asked Catesby, moistening his lips.The doctor laughed nervously. 'I imagine so, though my first odd impression was that it was a white man in blackface. You see, the color didn't seem to have any brown in it. It was dead-black.'Catesby mov
- 32 'No scientist on this earth ever had a chance like that before, and I was making the best of it.I found out all there was to be found before I collapsed over my laboratory table and had to be taken to the hospital.'Of course long before that I had told
- 31 I'll go out, I thought with sudden decision. I'll eat in the town. There must be a good cafe somewhere.Beyond the gate, I plunged into the heavy, damp, sweet air of that peculiar climate. The grayness of the aura had become somewhat deeper: now it seeme
- 30 'We're alone here,' Fenwick answered. 'Don't you feel the stillness? The men will have left the quarry now and gone home. There is no one in all this place but ourselves. If you watch you will see a strange green light steal down over the hills. It l
- 29 'I'm lost!'These lonely words rose in my heart as I came to my senses and left my contemplations behind. Immediately I became uneasy and began to look frantically for the road. I backtracked in an attempt to find it. Instead, I became all the more turn
- 28 Clark Ashton Smith.Clark Ashton Smith (18931961) was an important, largely self-taught American writer whose stories frequently appeared in Weird Tales and who maintained a long-term correspondence with both H. P. Lovecraft and swords-and-sorcery writer R
- 27 I now heard the clamor from much closer, hostile and threatening. I began walking back toward the Mohlenstra.s.se. The scenes went by like the quatrains of a ballad: three little doors and viburnum bushes, three little doors and viburnum bushes...Finally
- 26 That was the only odd thing I remembered in my life; but did it have any connection with Saint Beregonne's Lane?It was a sprig of the viburnum bush that set off the adventure.But am I sincere in looking there for the initial tap that set events in motion
- 25 Lotte abruptly pulled back the heavy curtain. Herr Huhnebein was there, leaning out the open window, motionless.Lotte went over to him, then leapt back with a cry of horror.'Don't look! For the love of heaven, don't look! He...he...his head is gone!'I
- 24 The clothes were empty; two artificial hands and a wax head were attached to them. My bullet had gone through the wig and broken the nose.You already know Ballister's story. He told it to us when he woke up toward the end of that infernal night. He spoke
- 23 We heard rapid footsteps on the deck. It sounded as though a busy crowd were moving around.'I thought so,' said Jellewyn. He laughed. 'We're gentlemen of leisure now: we have others working for us.'The sounds had become more precise. The helm creaked
- 22 I related the incident to Jellewyn. He slowly nodded.'I mustn't exaggerate Friar Tuck's clairvoyant powers,' he said. 'When he first saw the schoolmaster, he said to me, "That man makes me think of an unscalable wall behind which something immense a
- 21 The schoolmaster had not appeared. We did not worry: we had been paid in cash for six weeks in advance, and Turnip had said he would not leave until the last drop of rum was gone.One morning this serenity was shattered. Steevens had just filled a keg with
- 20 She and Nora had kept Mike with them all the evening and taken him to sleep in their room for a treat. He had lain at the foot of Jean's bed and they had all gone to sleep. Then Jean began her old dream of the hand moving over the books in the dining-roo
- 19 Those without the telescope saw only an instant's flash of grey cloud a cloud about the size of a moderately large building near the top of the mountain. Curtis, who held the instrument, dropped it with a piercing shriek into the ankle-deep mud of the ro
- 18 On Lammas Night, 1924, Dr Houghton of Aylesbury was hastily summoned by Wilbur Whateley, who had lashed his one remaining horse through the darkness and telephoned from Osborn's in the village. He found Old Whateley in a very grave state, with a cardiac
- 17 On the night of the sixteenth he complained of feeling tired. It was the first and last time I had ever heard him say a word about himself, and I had known him for three years.It was just three o'clock and we were running only one wire. I was nodding ove
- 16 'Stop talking nonsense,' Kalina said. 'He's probably very depressed and is sitting at home like a bear in the back woods.'The evening pa.s.sed sadly and slowly, as it was without the presence of our most fervent listener.There was no joking around th
- 15 In the extreme physical depression following my awakening from drugged sleep, and knowing nothing of its cause, I believed my adventure fact in its entirety. My mentality was at too low an ebb to resist its dreadful suggestion. I was searching among Holt
- 14 XIX.But, a second later, the monkey disappeared. When sparks shot into the night, glittering like a pear peel sprinkled with gold, girl and beast sank under a whirl of black smoke. In the middle of the garden, only the burning carriage was visible as it b
- 13 'How "Come to me"? Where am I supposed to go?...What are you saying?...Where to? To h.e.l.l?...Come to the burning h.e.l.l? Whoever is this? Who could it be...? Ah!'The apprentice forgot all about mixing colours to observe the fear on his master's fa
- 12 After a time he began as quietly as before.'I crossed the span. I went down through the top of that building. Blue darkness shrouded me for a moment and I felt the steps twist into a spiral. I wound down and then I was standing high up in I can't tell y
- 11 'I was terrified, for they were plant cells! It was vegetable sap that crept slowly through my veins, replacing life-sustaining red fluid.'The doctors to whom I submitted the extraordinary question had to shrug their shoulders and declare themselves inc
- 10 At first the solitude of the deserted palace weighed upon me like a nightmare. I would stay out, and work hard as long as possible, then return home at night jaded and tired, go to bed and fall asleep.Before a week had pa.s.sed, the place began to exert a
- 9 Yesterday afternoon at six I felt a little uneasy. Darkness settled very early, and I felt a certain nameless fear. I sat at my desk and waited. I felt an almost unconquerable urge to go to the window certainly not to hang myself, but to look at Clarimond
- 8 In the midst of a motionless pause the red silk hangings of the background parted, and a closed sedan chair was carried on by two Moors, who placed it near the bottle. A ray of pale light from above now illuminated the scene. The spectators had formed the
- 7 Mr Dunning's interest in the matter was kept alive by an incident of the following afternoon. He was walking from his club to the train, and he noticed some way ahead a man with a handful of leaflets such as are distributed to pa.s.sers-by by agents of e
- 6 'Ah!' he exclaimed presently, 'ah!'The tone of his voice somehow brought back to me a vivid sense of the horror of the last twenty-four hours, and I hurried up to join him. He was pointing with his stick at a large black object that lay half in the wa
- 5 'It's the deliberate, calculating purpose that reduces one's courage to zero,' the Swede said suddenly, as if he had been actually following my thoughts. 'Otherwise imagination might count for much. But the paddle, the canoe, the lessening food ''H
- 4 I plunged in from the point of the island, which had indeed altered a lot in size and shape during the night, and was swept down in a moment to the landing-place opposite the tent. The water was icy, and the banks flew by like the country from an express
- 3 How, indeed, could it be otherwise, since it told us so much of its secret life? At night we heard it singing to the moon as we lay in our tent, uttering that odd sibilant note peculiar to itself and said to be caused by the rapid tearing of the pebbles a
- 2 I said it was like a 'start.' I know what I mean, but it's hard to explain without seeming to talk nonsense. Of course you cannot exactly 'hear' a person 'start'; at the most, you might hear the quick drawing of the breath between the parted lips a
- 1 The Weird.Jeff VanderMeer.Dedicated to Nicolas Cheetham, Gio Clairval, and all of the editors who helped us by way of example or advice.Foreweird.Michael Moorc.o.c.k.KEEP Austin Weird, it says on a popular b.u.mper sticker for the city where I spend much