DF LEWIS: editor, publisher, writer and reviewer of fiction. First novel published at the age of 63 (2011). Creator of ‘Nemonymous’ (from 2001). Author of many published fiction works from the ‘Weirdmonger’ story (1988) to ‘A Dead Monument to Once Ancient Hope’ (2013). Inventor of gestalt real-time reviewing (from 2008). Publisher of other authors.
Megazanthus Ʀess (2010)
Contains ‘The Drowned Market’ by Joel Lane, ‘Oblivion’ by Derek John, ‘You Have Nothing To Fear’ by Reggie Oliver and ‘Supermarine’ by Tim Nickels. And many other stories and authors listed here.
Photo by Jonas Ploeger of Zagava Books
A DEAD MONUMENT TO ONCE ANCIENT HOPE by DF Lewis
For details of orders, publisher, contents etc. HERE
And another published by the author himself:
Dabbling With Diabelli and other re-visions; Details: HERE together with free on-line links to all the stories should you NOT want to buy the book!
My new book has landed here:
It is gorgeous. More photos of it in the comments here: http://admtoah.wordpress.com/2013/11/19/orders/
I am shocked and very saddened by the sudden death of Joel Lane as reported yesterday. I knew him face to face intermittently since the late 1980s and frequently on-line. He will be remembered as a great fiction and poetry writer, a righter of wrongs, a wry humourist, a dark visionary, an astute commentator on literature and worldly affairs, and someone who, one senses, sometimes found life difficult yet fulfilling, thus helping others to fulfil themselves and overcome their own difficulties. I shall miss him much. He won the World Fantasy Award for best author’s collection only a few weeks before his death. Condolences to his family and friends. RIP Joel.
(My direct review and publication connections with Joel. Very proud to have such connections as well as the less formal ones).
Following the apparent sucCESS of an activity,
this is a sabbatical that becomes a well-earned rest before resuming that activity
a sabbatical that leads to a complete CESSation of that activity,
depending on which of those two eventualities actually transpires.
My Sabbaticess: HERE
1. Because life is the only perceivable force to allow a perceived conscious being to say or feel that ‘Life is good’ or ‘Life is bad’ even if each of us seems to live inside a single-minded prison with a consequent inability objectively to compare good and bad, relative good and ultimate good, relative bad and ultimate bad.
2. Dependent on how, from your single-minded prison, you feel or define suffering and how you assume others are feeling or defining it.
3. Is this a syllogism?
Amazed at how the young man set my feet vibrating throughout the process, and he later lit naked flames near my ears (what’s all that about?); I had number one all over, beard and all, which was vigorously done, including the eyebrows. Then a cutthroat razor strimming. And finished off with unguents and anointments all over my giant skull, then a claustrophobic MRI scan by warm towels to finish off.
I felt pampered with a vague feeling of having been on a scary rollercoaster, too.
The results? See photo in first comment below.
My gestalt real-time review of ‘Report from the Interior’ by Paul Auster is shown HERE.
My review of Reggie Oliver’s FLOWERS OF THE SEA (Tartarus Press): HERE
And Süssmayr’s Requiem