All we have is our pale blue dot

A look behind-the-scenes of Stories from the Hearth’s first ever collaborative episodes, and the making of The Pale Blue Dot (E07/08)

“Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us… The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.”

So said Carl Sagan, when describing the pixel-sized speck of almost nothing that was Earth, floating in a tiny pocket of an immeasurable vastness of space, in a photograph (taken by the Voyager 1 space probe in 1990) which became known as ‘The Pale Blue Dot’.

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Community, History, and Escapism: A Mission Statement

Stories from the Hearth is not just about storytelling, it’s also about building community, telling the history of storytelling, and rekindling our collective passion for this most ancient of traditions. This is our MISSION STATEMENT, detailing what we do, why we do it, and where we’re going…

Episodes are currently released every three weeks, with Episode #2 released on Sunday 31st January (31.01.21). You can tune in, follow, like, and subscribe on Spotify, Google Podcasts, Apple Podcasts, and almost any podcast app you use.

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Stories from the Hearth – Listen Here!

The Bard – A First Birthday Special! Stories from the Hearth

It's our very first birthday! Come gather round the fire with us once more in this special birthday short story. Take a look at what the future holds for Stories from the Hearth, and learn how you can be a part of it. Wrap yourself in some fiction and hunker down by the hearth, it's getting cold out there.The next story episode of Stories from the Hearth is out 27th February 2022.Stories from the Hearth is an experimental storytelling experience featuring truly original fiction and thoughtfully produced soundscapes. The aim of this podcast is to rekindle its listeners' love for the ancient art of storytelling (and story-listening), and to bring some small escapism to the frantic energies of the modern world. Stories from the Hearth is the brainchild of queer punk poet, environmentalist, and anarchist Cal Bannerman. Vive l'art!Support the podcast and earn exclusive perks through our Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/storiesfromthehearthpodcastInstagram: @storiesfromthehearthTwitter: @Hearth_PodcastYouTube: Stories from the HearthEmail: storiesfromthehearthpodcast@gmail.comOriginal Artwork by Anna FerraraAnna's Instagram: @giallosardinaAnna's Portfolio: https://annaferrara.carbonmade.com/Thank you for listening. Please consider following, subscribing to, and sharing this episode, and please do tell your friends all about Stories from the Hearth.Some of the recorded audio in this episode is courtesy of http://www.freesound.org
  1. The Bard – A First Birthday Special!
  2. From the Bauer of a Larch in Autumn (Mental Health) – Story #12
  3. The Wandering Burger – An Interview with Joe Fisher of Midnight Burger
  4. The Selkie of Beinn nam Mic Caillte (Halloween Horror) – Story #11
  5. The Merwife of Shetland (Bonus Minisode #7)

Welcome to Stories from the Hearth, a short-story podcast to help you escape the chaotic energies of the everyday; a podcast in which every episode you will encounter a brand new, original story – be it romantic, historical, or science fiction, fantasy, or speculative horror; where you will encounter stories packed full of adventure, misfortune, peril and triumph, loveable villains, roguish heroes, and all those in-between.

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Idols Lost – The Interpreter’s House #75

Today – 9th October 2020 – my short story Idols Lost is published in issue #75 of The Interpreter’s House.

Idols Lost is a story of love in the aftermath of cataclysm, set in a black-out apartment in a crumbling Tokyo, whilst satellites fall from the sky to shatter in the atmosphere like fireworks.

You can read my story, and a host of other beautiful stories and poems, in The Interpreter’s House #75, here: https://theinterpretershouse.org/issue-75

Before the Cataclysm

‘I miss music the most. Real music. Synth. Bass. Heavy bass. Trance. Keys. Sub whoofers. Ecstasy. I miss ecstasy. Goose-bumps during work that day. Half a pill to get you ready. Meticulously crafted bombs, timed to bring you up as your heel hits the dancefloor and the track melts, entering your consciousness by osmosis. Baggies to dab from, keep you level, keep you on an even keel, keep you purgatoried between twilights. Glacial water on tap to swill powdered bitterness from your mouth, to run against the back of your neck and raise the hairs on your arms. Nothing but you and the DJ who, for all you care, is the messiah.

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Black Star

‘Do you think we’ll get another referendum, then?’

Something disrupts the song I’m listening to, a sixth sense, a feeling there are eyes on me. I turn around. Un-suction waxy earphones. He repeats his question.

‘Do you think we’ll get another referendum?’

He’s spilling out the bench and his crumpled white shirt. Comic banker rotundness stacked in folds beneath an old suit, topped with bowler hat.

‘I don’t know,’ I muse, ‘probably not any time soon.’ I’ve used this line before, it feels aged, but not like wine, not like whisky.

‘I reckon they’ll block it at every turn.’

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Listening to Miles Davis on a Bus in Argentina

He singles in on the gentle trickle of gin over ice cubes, and the hummingbird thrum of metal skimming glass as the bartender mixes a drink. He blocks everything else out until this tiny alcoholic waterfall is the only sound in the world. And then, beat by beat, and with controlled countenance, he lets the noises of the evening back in. Continue reading “Listening to Miles Davis on a Bus in Argentina”

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