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ashlymeI dreamt last night about losing a friend in the lanes around Catney. The village is always bigger in dreams, the lanes labyrinthine and endless, as if my sleeping mind grafts bits of the West Country onto my homeland.
I turned 45 on Sunday. It doesn't weigh on me so much as make me more determined to not let time slip away from me: read more, write more, enjoy life. Turned in the Kiernan article and got paid the same day: I used part of the money to treat myself to The Autobiography of Arthur Machen. It needs some work, but it's in the editor's hands and I can focus on stories again.
Tuesday I had a lovely dinner date withcybermule . She was lovely enough to gift me a bottle of blackberry stout; I'd found her a postcard of Paul Nash's November Moon. Someone had used the back to notate birthday presents for their family or friends in this tiny, tiny hand. We shared salad, talked for at least seven hours straight and I can't wait to see her again. Roll on next Friday. <3
Reading: I couldn't be arsed to finish Paul Mourand's memoir The Allure of Chanel. I don't how much of her couterier's cynicism is a front but in her own words she comes across as both a misogynist and a homophobe. Small as the book is I found it very easy to put down. I decided to pick up (for the second time) The Fox Watcher's Guide to Birmingham and the Black Country. This came out in '85 and I've found myself wondering both how the area has changed and how the local foxes have adapted to that. After this, Machen and Colette.
Writing: does headwork and notemaking count? Anyway. Waiting for the Moon has shifted shape a few times this week and is now called Nearing Silver. The ending (in fact the whole thing apart from the very start) has changed, I think the thing will work better for it - I just need a walk around the Jewellery Quarter to find the right setting. If any writer friends are interested, here are two submission calls (I've nothing for either, but you might):
www.eibonvalepress.co.uk/Guidelines%20-%20Humanagerie%20-%20Eibonvale%20Press.pdf
horrortree.com/taking-submissions-fiends-furrows-anthology-folk-horror/
I turned 45 on Sunday. It doesn't weigh on me so much as make me more determined to not let time slip away from me: read more, write more, enjoy life. Turned in the Kiernan article and got paid the same day: I used part of the money to treat myself to The Autobiography of Arthur Machen. It needs some work, but it's in the editor's hands and I can focus on stories again.
Tuesday I had a lovely dinner date with
cybermule . She was lovely enough to gift me a bottle of blackberry stout; I'd found her a postcard of Paul Nash's November Moon. Someone had used the back to notate birthday presents for their family or friends in this tiny, tiny hand. We shared salad, talked for at least seven hours straight and I can't wait to see her again. Roll on next Friday. <3Reading: I couldn't be arsed to finish Paul Mourand's memoir The Allure of Chanel. I don't how much of her couterier's cynicism is a front but in her own words she comes across as both a misogynist and a homophobe. Small as the book is I found it very easy to put down. I decided to pick up (for the second time) The Fox Watcher's Guide to Birmingham and the Black Country. This came out in '85 and I've found myself wondering both how the area has changed and how the local foxes have adapted to that. After this, Machen and Colette.
Writing: does headwork and notemaking count? Anyway. Waiting for the Moon has shifted shape a few times this week and is now called Nearing Silver. The ending (in fact the whole thing apart from the very start) has changed, I think the thing will work better for it - I just need a walk around the Jewellery Quarter to find the right setting. If any writer friends are interested, here are two submission calls (I've nothing for either, but you might):
www.eibonvalepress.co.uk/Guidelines%20-%20Humanagerie%20-%20Eibonvale%20Press.pdf
horrortree.com/taking-submissions-fiends-furrows-anthology-folk-horror/
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Date: 2018-02-18 05:24 pm (UTC)And I know what you mean about a place being bigger (and definitely more mysterious) in dreams.
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Date: 2018-02-18 05:46 pm (UTC)