Tag Archives: Douglas Gresham

A Grief Observed: A Talk on the Anniversary of My Parents’ Deaths, with C.S. Lewis

Here is a little piece on a special day: the anniversary of the death of my father and brother on a villainously cold night when I was fourteen, and on the eve of the anniversary of my mother’s passing in … Continue reading

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“The Nightmare Alley of That Hideous Strength: A Look at C.S. Lewis and William Gresham” by G. Connor Salter (Nightmare Alley Series)

This is the second post in our “Nightmare Alley” series, where a Pilgrim in Narnia looks at Guillermo del Toro’s critically acclaimed new film, Nightmare Alley, and its connections to the past. The 2021 film, which John Stanifer reviewed last … Continue reading

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Walter Hooper, C.S. Lewis’ Literary Secretary, Has Died (1931-2020)

I have received news from a credible source that Walter Hooper has passed away, following a brief illness. I have been working on a more significant reflection upon Walter Hooper’s legacy, but I wanted to leave a brief note for … Continue reading

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That Awkward Conversation in the Face of Death

Like so many others before me, I spent my teenage years working in a pizza joint after school and on weekends. We were not well off, so if I wanted the things that mattered to me in high school—a car, … Continue reading

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The Heavenly Horses of C. S. Lewis: A Guest Blog by Leslie Baynes

One of the most memorable scenes in The Great Divorce, and the only one where a shade accepts grace and enters heaven, features a horse. At the end of chapter 11, the Ghost enslaved to the lizard Lust desperately desires … Continue reading

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The Awkward Conversation in the Face of Death

Like so many others before me, I spent my teenage years working in a pizza joint after school and on weekends. We were not well off, so if I wanted the things that mattered to me in high school—a car, … Continue reading

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