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Friday, September 10, 2010
Fanblade Fable 3

Fanblade Fable 3

 
posted Monday, 3 November 2008

At the back of history there is a conclave of childhoods – as if forming a pact to create a concocted future full of grown-ups, whereas, all along, each child knows full well that all childhoods end with death. 

 

Hiver Jawn watched the latest fanblade spin slowly to a silent halt.  He unscrewed it from the fan-base and placed it carefully next to all his other dead fanblades … edge to edge … in a circle … like a flattened cone.  The result looked like a dustbin lid.

 

“Mum! Mum! I found it for you!” he lied, eagerly shouting and running down the back garden path towards her face at the kitchen window; flying-ants infested its dilapidated frame wherein the sash-weight hung.

 

Mothers never believe their children because mothers do not exist.

(written 2006)


Posted at 01:17 pm by Weirdmonger
 

Cool Sunlight

Cool Sunlight

 
posted Saturday, 11 October 2008

 

This is my take on the current Global Financial Crisis, written today:

 

THE 'cool sunlight' SYNDROME

 It was the name of a product of two numbers. He peered closely at the packaging: COOL SUNLIGHT: he carefully unwrapped it. Beneath the inner layer of tissue there were a six and a seven made, judging by the smell, from coal-tar soap. He opened the next package of ‘Cool Sunlight’ and it contained two different numbers. Other identical packages had different and duplicate numbers inside them. The previous evening, he had tried using an eight in the bathroom sink, whipping up a rich face-lather that rather belied the otherwise less than promising unproductiveness of the hard soap from which the eight was manufactured.

The outer packaging was well-designed: a low sun on a lemon-tinged horizon with picture-book beams radiating geometrically from it. An inspiration of dawn in a brisk climate. Or sunset, depending on one’s mood. As an Advertising Executive of several years’ experience, he could not help trying to fathom reconciliation between the package and its contents, but he had not yet been able to mind-read the creative juices lying behind the concept.

His personal assistant sat in the desk opposite. She did not want her presence there to make things more contrived than they already were. She knew, however, she was only allowed the position in the office so as to be a gender stereotype and his sounding-board. Otherwise, his thought-process would have remained simply that – a thought-process privy only to the thought-processor.

“It’s a clever idea, do you think?” she said, meaningfully confusing a question with a statement.

“Yes, but I can’t for the life of me get why it is so clever!” His voice was pitched at such a register one could only guess he thought he was talking to himself.

“Hmmm.” She took up one of the packages for herself.

“I know what you are thinking,” he said. “It’s a gimmick so impenetrable, it’s tempting customers simply by appealing to their sense of life’s intrinsic mystery.”

“Not sure.” She adjusted the decorum of her skirt as she swung the chair round further into the window’s natural light. “I can just make out other smaller numbers on the big number. But they are so lightly indented, they would vanish after the first wash, no doubt...”

“It’s a bit like the whole concept of us discussing such a concept in the first place!” He smiled as he said this. She was a dish. He knew, however, that sounding-boards, like washboards, were not meant to be sexy, but simply practical in the skiffle noises made by them or the creamy suds generated to help shed light upon darkness.

“This product,” she said, “may be an allegory for a new purity that only mathematics can provide. A new dawn. Or a new end of day promising a new dawn of clean beginnings. A cool concept that is only cool by keeping its intentions to itself. An Adam and Eve binary system.”

She was aware that she was speaking his own words, to allow him to think of them in the first place. He, in turn, counted on her ability to feed his originality. Advertising was never straightforward. Customers were different from each other. No sales campaign would ever be wide enough. The secret was to create a combination of high and low common denominators in an attempt to optimise reactions to them as an overall pattern of desires and resistances rather than specifically targetting any one of them.

He turned away, knowing when he looked back, she would be gone, fearful of his intentions. She had done her job. Yet why had she not mentioned the fresh black marks on his face or was it an overnight growth of uncharacteristic whiskers stitched into his jowls and chin rather than having ends to cut?

Packaging, it seemed, had become the wherewithal. The product itself need not move sweetly along with the grain of the concept as long as the packaging of the product created the concept it was meant to perpetuate. She had not known he wanted to be told what he didn’t want to be told.

He swivelled his chair and idly watched the sweaty bankers outside the window in the new dawn of a new day slump in near-drunken figures-of-eight towards their exchanges. Each with a five o’clock shadow. They’d no doubt left their wives squatting beside newer more rocky banks to rub their husbands’ skid-marked smalls on washboards by the sluggish suds of sewage.

EDIT (13 Oct 08): Sequel: BY A WHISKER: http://weirdmonger.blogspot.com/2008/10/by-whisker.html

 


Posted at 01:11 pm by Weirdmonger
 

Coal Face

COAL FACE by Wordhunger


Amanda stepped back from her drawing of chaos, her final stroke an immolation of
her charcoal in a bruising smudge like singeing blackpowder. Her husband eased
her back onto the couch and assured her in whispers that it was in accord with
all the math he had worked out.

He had first used this line when they were dating, and it never failed. But the
geometric line was now hidden in the chaos. And she felt as if the bruising
smudge were now actually coming out on her face when she saw her husband trying
to erase the surreptitious additions he had earlier ham-fistedly made to her
personal chaos - but not without him inadvertently erasing her own final stroke
in the process.

He shuffled to the table to pour her the remainder of the lemonade, the
scratching of his slippers entirely masking the sense that his erasure ensured
that the meeting of the Second Pontifex in 12,348 years would not obviate the
Parliament's resolution. The return echo changed very little in his or Amanda's
complications.



Multiplication tables lead to all manner of unlikely periods of time. Art as
exponential chaos theory. And the ironheads met within cavalier dreams...



Amanda smiled. She blew upon her drawing - and shavings of charcoal vanished
leaving a clear-cut picture. Her husband squinted at it - the only known
likeness to Cromwell. History and its characters could be drawn in perfect
'photography' by eventually focussed scribble, like children forming specific
shapes from doodles.


Posted at 11:35 am by Weirdmonger
 

Thursday, September 09, 2010
Cone Zero - Cern Project

Cone Zero - Cern Project

 
posted Wednesday, 10 September 2008

STOP PRESS (10 Sep 08): A Black Hole needs an 'exit cone'. Hence CONE ZERO (published July 4th 2008) and the lemniscate on its cover. The Fix Review of 'Cone Zero' says: "You can see it coming, of course. It's like watching a disaster from a distance and being powerless to stop it." But Cone Zero as safety valve is currently saving the world! The Power of Imagination as prophylactic.

Above image thanks to Rog Pile.

CONE ZERO (Page 129) - Story

This story tells of the statue from the front cover of 'Zencore!'?  And includes this passage: "Crashing, collisions, what was that ruckus? My eyes fluttered open and I felt a jolt of recognition, an air of familiarity. I couldn't believe it. Cone Zero. It barely changed. The only difference was the increase in destruction, how the shades of black had faded, and the stars - they looked loose, askew as if they could fall at any moment."

.................................................

TO LET - Story

This combines the Credit Crunch with a Black Hole.  Perhaps a seminal work for our times.

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Other stories in the book, too, are uncannily in resonance with the Cern Project that started today.

Other notes concerning the Cern Project and Cone Zero will be made available on this page as and when they occur. Please help us with these.

PS: Possibly considering CERN ZOO as a title for Nemonymous Nine! Thoughts?

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1. Weirdmonger left...
Friday, 12 September 2008 9:13 am

CERN ZOO

Cerne Abbas giant:

Effect of Zencore?



Posted at 09:05 am by Weirdmonger
 

Bibliography of the 'Weirdmonger' Book (2003)

Bibliography of the 'Weirdmonger' Book (2003)

 
posted Thursday, 7 August 2008

STORIES IN THE 'WEIRDMONGER' BOOK (2003) BUT NOT INCLUDED AS STORIES AVAILABLE ON-LINE:-

>The Abacus

Whispers From The Dark #14 (1995)

 

>Always in Dim Shadow

Exuberance #3 (1991)

Frisson Vol 1 No 2 (1996)

Sackcloth & Ashes #6 (1999)

 

>Angel Of The Agony

Necropolis #18 (1994)

Nasty Snips (MT Book) (1999)

 

>Apple Turnover

Dead of Night #9 (1994)

 

>Back Doubles

Black Tears #2 (1993)

Black Moon #4 (1995)

 

>Benoko

Gothic Light #7 (1993)

New Dawn Fades #14 (1995)

Hadrosaur Tales #8 (2000)

 

>Big Ship, Little Ship and Brown

Substance #2 (1995)

Stygian Articles #6 (1996)

At'mos faer (Kadath) (1997)

 

>Bloodbone

Deathrealm #13 (1991)

Best of DF Lewis (Tal Publications) (1993)

 

>Bobtail

Dementia 13 #10 (1993)

Elder Signs #1 (1997)

Dark Legacy Vol 3, i (2001)

 

>A Brief Visit to Bonnyville

The Third Alternative #7 (1995)

 

>Caretaker

Atsatrohn vol 3 no 6 (1993)

Contortions #1 (1996)

Nasty Piece of Work #11 (1999)

 

>The Chaise Longue

Gravity’s Angels (The T Party) (1998)

 

>The Christmas Angel

Grotesque #6 (1995)

Parasol Post #18 (2000)

 

>Dark They Were and Empty-Eyed

Nyx-Obscura #1 (1995)

Visionary Tongue #3 (1996)

At’mos faer (Kadath) (1997)

 

>The Dead

Elegia vol 2 no 3 (1995)

 

>Dear Mum

Dream #26 (1990)

Parlour Papers #1 (1993)

 

>Digory Smalls

Dagon #24 (1989)

Twisted #1 (1996)

 

>Dognahnyi

Flicker ‘n’ Frames #12 (1991)

Best of DF Lewis (Tal Publications) (1993)

Earwig Flesh Factory #3/4 (2000)

 

>Effervescent

Palace Corbie (1995)

 

>Egnis

Scheherazade #8 (1993)

Palace Corbie (1997)

 

>Encounters with Terror

Weirdbook #29 (1995)

Dark Horizons #34 (1993)

 

>Find Mine

The Vampire’s Crypt #14 (1998)

Peeping Tom #29 (1998)

 

>First Sight

Dark Regions Vol 3 No 1 (1995)

Lathered In Crimson #4/5 (1998)

 

>Gongoozler

Heliocentric Net vol 2 No 1 (1993)

Psychotrope #3 (1995)

 

>The Hungerers

Imelod #17 (2000)

 

>The II King

Ocular #18 (1998)

 

>In Unison

Stygian Articles #3 (1995)

Black Rose #2 (1998)

 

>The Jack-in-the-Box

Exuberance #3 (1992)

Best of DF Lewis  (Tal Publns) (1993)

 

>The Last Prize

Albedo One #5 (1994)

 

>The Merest Tilt

Mystic Fiction Vol 2 No 4 (1994)

Beyond The Brink #9 (1995)

 

>Migrations of the Heart

Dreams and Nightmares #39 (1993)

 

>A Mind's Kidney

Severin' #4 (1993)

Footsteps #2 (1996)

 

>Padgett Weggs

Tales After Dark #2 (1986)

Fantasy Macabre #15 (1993)

 

>Queuing Behind Crazy People

Night Dreams #7 (1997)

 

>Rosewolf

Eldritch Tales #26 (1992)

Roadworks #6 (1999)

 

>Salustrade

Alternaties #13 (1993)

Year’s Best Horror Stories (Daw) (1994)

 

>Scaredy & White Mouth

Chills #8 (1994)

 

>The Scar Museum

Palace Corbie (1996)

Strix #17 (1999)

 

>Season of Lost Will

Hobgoblin #2 (1991)

Dark Horizons #33 (1992)

 

>Second Best

Vicious Circle #2 (1993)

Eclipse #6 (1998)

 

>A Selfish Strain

Scar Tissue #13 (1998)

Drift #96 (1998)

 

>The Sun Setting

Never printed before

 

>Shades of Emptiness

Never printed before

 

>The Shiftlings

The White Rose #16 (1990)

Dreams & Nightmares #37  (1992)

 

>Small Fry

Never printed before

 

>Small Talk

Alternaties #16 (1994)

 

>The Spigot & The SpeechMark

Deathrealm #28 (1996)

 

>Sponge and China Tea

Dagon #26 (DF Lewis Special) (1989)

Year’s Best Horror Stories XVIII (1990)

 

>The Stories of Murkales: Twelve Zodiacal Tales

Dagon #20 & #21 (1987, 1988)

 

>Stricken with Glee

After Hours #16 (1992)

End Of The Millennium #11 (1999)

 

>The Swing

Visionary Tongue #9 (1997)

Dread #4 (1998)

 

>The Tallest King

Cerebretron #6 (1988)

Sierra Heaven #1 (1995)

 

>Tentacles Across the Atlantic (The Story)

Stygian Articles #7 (1996)

 

>The Terror of the Tomb

Heart Attack #2 (1992)

 

>Todger's Town

Cthulhu Cultus #15 (1999)

 

>Tom Rose

‘Signals’ anthology from 'London Magazine' (Constable Books) (1991)

 

>Top of an Angel's Head

Barfly #2 (1996)

The Fractal #6 (1997)

 

>Uncle Absolutely

Foolscap #12 (1992)

Visionary Tongue #11 (1998)

 

>Valedictory

Gateways #6 (1993)

 

>The Walking Mat

Sugar Sleep (Barrington) (1993)

After (2000)

 

>Wall Pack

Dagon#26 (DF Lewis Special) (1989)

 

>Waning

Oasis #62;63 (1993)

 

>Watch the Whiskers Sprout

Cthulhu’s Heirs (Chaosium) (1994)

 

>The Weirdmonger

Back Brain Recluse #11 (1988)

The Dream Zone #8 (2001)

 

>Welsh Pepper

Vandeloecht's Fiction Magazine #5 (1992)

Year’s Best Horror Stories XXI (1993)

 

>Wild Honey

The Stylus #1 (1993)

 

>Wiles

Dagon #26 (DF Lewis Special) (1989)




1. Weirdmonger left...
Thursday, 4 June 2009 5:50 pm :: http://weirdmonger.blog-city.com/realtim

DFL's self-appraisal of this book at link immediately above.



Posted at 08:44 am by Weirdmonger
 

Wednesday, September 08, 2010
Doctor Who finale

Doctor Who finale

 
posted Sunday, 27 June 2010

 

 

Doctor Who finale: I liked his atomic fez.

And they might've pinched ideas from my 'Cern Zoo' retrocausality themes of the recent year. :)

And a blank book! (Nemonymous Two - first blank story ever published - Nemonymous Six - the first ever non-existent book). 

A bit of a muddly paradoxica - the finale - but basically satisfying - and very well acted.

I wonder what the kids viewing managed to glean. I think they would have enjoyed it and probably gleaned more than me!

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Posted at 02:22 pm by Weirdmonger
 

Tuesday, September 07, 2010
London Sitar Ensemble and World Strings

London Sitar Ensemble and World Strings

 
posted Wednesday, 23 June 2010

 

Yesterday evening, I attended a performance by the London Sitar Ensemble and World Strings at the Mercury Theatre, Colchester.

It was an amazing evening of veils and piques, vales and peaks, with nine sitars, two drum (tabla?) players, a kora, a huge flute, a cello and electric guitar – all led by Sanjay Guha.

The music rolled on excitingly, then  soothingly, then hypnotically ... with aspergers and rhythmic psychologies built into many thoughts including Philip Glass, Jimi Hendrix, and modern western classical music which is one of my main interests.  In fact, the cellist (James Barralet) played Ligeti’s Cello Sonata that fitted perfectly, yet paradoxically, into the ensemble’s evening like an angst-ridden hand into a jewelled glove.  Tunde Jegede’s harp-like cadenzas on the kora  were simply beautiful. The more ‘conversational’ moments between individual players were often poignantly inspiring. And a young boy playing upon what looked like a mandolin-type instrument kept an awe-inspiring relentless clock rhythm punctuating, inter alia, two cacodaemonical driven drum solos around him. 

And more.  Went home smiling.




1. Weirdmonger left...
Saturday, 26 June 2010 9:50 am :: http://weirdmonger.blog-city.com/ligetis

You can listen to Ligeti's stunning Cello Sonata (with paintings) at link immediately above.


Posted at 12:02 pm by Weirdmonger
 

Big Brother 11

Big Brother 11

 
posted Tuesday, 15 June 2010

 

As with previous BBs at this early stage in proceedings, I'm now beginning to live in the faces; these are people who I happen to think about (for good or ill) and who have entered my life in a very strange way, with their baffles and fables, veils and piques, two-way filters of truth and fiction. The thing about truth is that it is monumental, untouchable, but humans can't approach it without being blinded by differing elements of fiction, some fiction voluntary and conniving, other fiction involuntary and sometimes to be pitied. I see truth among the personality crags and faces wherein we shall live for the next 12 weeks, taking them for granted by paradoxically not taking them for granted (or vice versa), i.e. by peeking at their ... well, yes, their veils and piques, vales and peaks.

I'd add a note about Corin's nifty neck-dance last night. An involuntary glitch of 'character' or a conniving show for the cameras?

See Marion Arnott's and other people's running commentary on current BB HERE


Posted at 08:50 am by Weirdmonger
 

JANE by PF Jeffery

JANE by PF Jeffery

 
posted Tuesday, 15 June 2010

It is difficult to review independently a book by a friend and correspondent since 1967, especially since I have personally witnessed much of his fiction work 'growing up' in that correspondence over the last 25 years. Indeed, under various titles, he has been writing 'Warriors of Love' for that great length of time, and a projected 12-novel series is now being (re)written and published in books: HERE.

That is why I am dying to read the thoughts of other readers about what I consider to be important literature, aspects of which may deter as many other aspects will attract. I genuinely believe these to be well-written (easy-to-read but satisfyingly textured) novels, but ones that need care and a sense of trepidation.  I personally do not relish all their aspects but as a gestalt I relish what I sense is now evolving: a serious literary, but stylistically readable, treatment of childhood, growing up, poignancy of the human condition, history as a concept and an experience, religion, spirituality, a positivism (that often doesn't chime with my own negativism), feminism (that also doesn't necessarily chime with me), gender, slavery, adult sexuality, i.e. a believably tangible fantasy world that really exists on the page and in the mind, but also containing things that I worry about but hope to cease worrying about given acclimatisation to the world PFJ has created.  We shall see.

Whatever the case, they are books of 'fiction' upon which any serious reader needs at least a view of some sort.  I really want to know those views. It is otherwise hard to be objective.

I wrote a detailed real-time review of the above book last year HERE before it was a proper book.

Yesterday, I wrote a thumbnail review of it on its sales page: HERE

 




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Saturday, 3 July 2010 12:55 pm :: http://weirdmonger.blogspot.com/2010/07/

My review of MARGARET by PF Jeffery at link immediately above.



Posted at 08:49 am by Weirdmonger
 

Monday, September 06, 2010
First sight of 'Null Immortalis' cover

First sight of 'Null Immortalis' cover

 
posted Tuesday, 8 June 2010

 

 .cover design: dean harkness

 

Purchase details: HERE


TURN AGAIN by William Meikle
A GIANT IN THE HOUSE by Daniel Pearlman
APOTHEOSIS by D.P. Watt
THE RETURN by S.D. Tullis
LUCIEN’S MENAGERIE by David Fitzpatrick
VIOLETTE DORANGES by David V. Griffin
EVEN THE MIRROR by Ursula Pflug
LOVE IS THE DRUG by Andrew Hook
THE DROWNED MARKET by Joel Lane
THE SCREAM by Tim Casson
THE SHELL by Tony Lovell
STRINGS ATTACHED by Gary Fry
OBLIVION by Derek John
TROOT by Margaret B. Simon
A MATTER OF DEGREE by Mike Chinn
ONLY ENUMA ELISH by Richard Gavin
ICARUS ABOVE... by Joseph S. Pulver, Sr.
YOU HAVE NOTHING TO FEAR by Reggie Oliver
HOLESALE by Rachel Kendall
'FIRE' by Roy Gray
BROOM PEOPLE by Cameron Pierce
THE TOYMAKER OF BREMEN by Stephen Bacon
THE MAN WHO MADE THE YELLOW GOD by Mark Valentine
THE GREEN DOG by Steve Rasnic Tem
HAVEN’T YOU EVER WONDERED? by Bob Lock
SUPERMARINE by Tim Nickels

 

 




1. Marge Simon left...
Tuesday, 8 June 2010 5:53 pm

I am absolutely delighted with this cover! It conjures up all sorts of images --desolation, the threat of doom, loneliness and powers beyond our knowledge. Really fits with my story, too, I think. Can't wait to read the other stories!



Posted at 01:00 pm by Weirdmonger
 

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