so horsemouth is reading lovecraft's the whisperer in darkness - the narrator (in a rather trusting fashion) has brought all the evidence with him and gone to visit akeley in the countryside, at the station he is met by someone who is not akeley who has a very familiar voice... now read on).
after the excitement of finding a diary he will not be able to use until 2027 yesterday, horsemouth goes to try and work out what he needs to be doing for the social housing decarbonisation fund.
last night some discussion of bestsellers - books that sell well but do not go on to become part of the literary canon.
robinson crusoe was the first bestseller - written when defoe was nearly 60, it begat many 'tedious robinsonades', ending with the anti-crusoe lord of the flies. horsemouth had a quick look at brian stableford's book on this online - he noticed that marie corelli gets a mention. now horsemouth has her the sorrows of satan somewhere - the critics hated her, the public adored her, the books were terrible. corelli used her power to break the stranglehold of the lending libraries upon the book trade (once books were more commonly rented rather than bought via a subscription service).
ok horsemouth has to pack up and go.
it has been raining out there. horsemouth may write a little more when he gets back. l8r
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