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2001-12-26

My wrist — the left one — hurts since the get-rid-of-the-damn-snow-incident, or grotdsi for short, earlier today. I also struggle with producing something worthwhile, but there seem to be little use even trying right now.

I wrote a long piece about the book amongst books but I erased every word of it. Somehow the recent fantasy book turned into a moving picture kept sneaking into it, and really, Gormenghast is something completly different and shouldn’t, in my totally arrogant opinion, be compared to the other author’s minor work. But if I know myself well enough, I’ll probably pick it up and have another go soon.

I hadn’t noticed Fantastic Metropolis before, which probably makes me the last person on earth to do so. However, at first glance it seems to be a rather interesting webzine. They apparently intendto publish a short story (or something else) by China Miéville.

But in the meantime, they have short stories by John Sladek and Patrick O’Leary, an essay by David Langford, another by Bruce Sterling which is all good enough for me.

Oh, and they had one essay by Michael Moorcock about Mervyn Peake too. (You didn’t see that one coming from miles away, did you?)