'between the horror of space and the terror of time...' - the blue oyster cult, death valley nights.
an off-and-on day. horsemouth took the rubbish down. they await the postman (the bill is in the post). last night horsemouth farted about on youtube and his mum watched the first hour of the good, the bad and the ugly. they had their usual mid-week beer. horsemouth lifted the remaining overgrown (and under-developed) onions (he does hope he has got them all). the chickens have failed to escape again, looks like the sheep may be gone (oh no they haven't - they are just in the bits of the field horsemouth can't see from his bedroom window). oh look there's a rabbit. there's a crow.
horsemouth (mostly) sat outside and read. him and his mum took a slow walk down to the abbey and beyond to deliver some eggs. they took the dog (which after some initial hesitancy enjoyed the excursion). he's keeping an eye out for any more appearances of the devil's trumpet in the garden. in the lower plot the leeks have run to seed generating dark vermillion balls that tow the plant over. last night potatoes, carrots, onions, a few underdeveloped parsnips for dinner - horsemouth had this with cheese.
there is a slight autumnal feel to the air but it can be ignored when the sun shines.
that just leaves the books.
w.h.auden (of christchurch college oxford and new york) makes an appearance in peter conrad (of christchurch college oxford and new york)'s where I fell to earth, he also translates (and writes the introduction for) charles baudelaire's intimate journal.
brian aldiss appears, being an amiable old duffer, he addresses the british association for the advancement of science on prediction, he hails anna kavan as kafka's sister and quotes kafka's diaries in support of this argument. india is on the moon (and modi is lecturing us on universalism). aldiss helped get kavan's ice published in the US, he hailed it as the best SF novel of the year, even though he did not really think it was SF.
'WARNING: these essays are produced by a man who produced his first SF short story at the age of eight. writing has brought him joy and possibly saved him from a life of crime. the unifying theme here is his belief that all literature is a criticism of life, or someone's life. even when that was not the intention behind it.'
a book is published on harry smith. horsemouth awaits his copy of matthew and anya's book.
he watched the pilot movie for a tv series about werewolves.
today at 11am a meeting on zoom (or something similar).
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