Like a lot of busy families, Sunday mornings are the only time of the week that Mrs. Rob and I can really spend a little time relaxing in bed before the day begins proper. This morning was no different with Mrs Rob nestled beside me, Steinbeck’s bulk gradually deadening my leg, and me diving into the latest short story in my 31 Shots of Shock reading project, John Galt’s 1821 chiller The Buried Alive.
More and more my Sony Reader (PRS-505) is replacing any ebook reading I used to do on my TabletPC, but this morning necessity meant reverting back to ‘old faithful’ for a while. The only copy of Galt’s The Buried Alive that I could find was in the place it was originally published, the October 1821 issue of Blackwood’s magazine (kindly digitised by Google). No complaints from me though – it’s a real treat to read a story in it’s original format. I do sometimes wonder however, how Mr. William Blackwood would react to seeing his precious magazine being read on such an infernal new-fangled contraption. I would imagine smelling salts would have to be used to aid his revival 
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