Alasdair Stuart

Oct 31, 2024 | pseudopod.org | Brittany Groves |Alasdair Stuart |Siobhan Gallichan |Clockpunk Studios

[ 2198 words ] Authors : Brittany Groves and Alasdair Stuart Narrators : Siobhan Gallichan and Alasdair Stuart Host : Alasdair Stuart Audio Producer : Chelsea DavisPseudoPod 946: Toby and The Halloween Parade is a PseudoPod original.

Feb 13, 2024 | pseudopod.org | Edgar Allan Poe |Alasdair Stuart |Clockpunk Studios

[ 2342 words ] Author : Edgar Allan Poe Narrator : Alasdair Stuart Host : Shawn Garrett Audio Producer : Chelsea Davis “The Cask of Amontillado” originally appeared in Godey’s Magazine and Lady’s Book, November 1846 Podcast: Play in new window | Download (Duration: 24:32 — 22.9MB) Subscribe: Apple Podcasts | Google Podcasts | Spotify | Pandora | iHeartRadio | Podchaser | TuneIn | RSS By Edgar Allan Poe The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could; but when he ventured upon...

Jan 23, 2024 | reactormag.com | Alasdair Stuart

There’s a moment, quite early on, in Steal The Stars that completely brought me up short. Actually made me stop on the pavement (over to the side, obviously—I’m not a monster) and just think about what I’d heard. This happens with really good podcast fiction for me, and it’s something I watch for—the moment when a story’s implications hit you right between the eyes, where a dramatic twist is perfectly landed. An early episode of Tanis did this for me.

Jan 18, 2024 | letterboxd.com | Alasdair Stuart

Don’t forget to select your favorite films! All ★★★★★ ★★★★★ ★★★★★ ★★★★★ More ★★★★★ Imagine if The Breakfast Club were horny idiots. Imagine if Stephen King wrote about an all-out football war but instead of being the crux of the story, he actually had it in the background of horny idiocy. Imagine if the Booksmart girls weren't booksmart but were horny idiots. Imagine if The Hunger Games were fired through Shermer, Illinois. If any of those concepts made you go 'Fuck yes' do I HAVE THE MOVIE...

Oct 31, 2023 | pseudopod.org | Alasdair Stuart |Russell Hemmell |Clockpunk Studios

by Alasdair StuartThis year you pass through a stone arch to reach the Parade. The churro stand is to one side, the bouncer to the other. You can’t quite tell if the bouncer is checking if you’ve been to the churro stand or if you’ve got your wristband. You do know both are pointedly ignoring the plate of raw meat on a nearby small table. There’s a notice, the familiar bone coloured paper and Silian rail, reading ‘Please take your seats.