this being an entirely written in the morning blogpost.
horsemouth is live from the bed at the edge of the world. it's a beautiful morning, a bit misty at ground level but otherwise a clear blue sky, not as cold as it has been.
he's had one 'like' on the substack 'do you expect to ‘arrive’ by publishing? that is not easy’ article which (because it's a new toy) he's delighted by.
a friend has published an actual physical fanzine, horsemouth thinks this a genius move, a collectable. other friends publish poetry chap books, have print-on-demand photobooks, release physical CDs and records etc. etc.
hail the material world.
yesterday a meeting on zoom of the cosa nostra followed up by a visit of his aunt and uncle. now horsemouth's uncle is an interesting man - he was a steel worker at llanwern and then he was in aluminium fabrication (here you see horsemouth posing with an authentic member of the industrial working class) but he has a lot to say and almost none of it is to horsemouth's political taste. after the visit a knackered horsemouth called off the bell-ringing and went for a restorative walk on the common (which is truly beautiful at the moment and not very muddy).
in the evening he watched episode two of science fiction in the atomic age on sky arts - the golden age turns into the new wave, the exploration of outer space becomes the exploration of inner space, the utopias fall into dystopia. (and most enjoyable it was). he wonders what outlaw bookseller would make of it (or bookpilled for that matter).
because horsemouth watches very little tv and watches it the old-fashioned way (when it's on) he will miss subsequent episodes.
it looks like some members of the cosa nostra will be attending the annual meeting of the communal endeavour (it may even be filmed).
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