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The Three Ages of D.F. Lewis
0. 1948-1985 — Poems / Zeroist Group (1960s), The Visitor (Novel) 1973, Agra Aska (novella) 1983.
1. 1986-2000 – Over 1000 fiction publications in magazines and anthologies, some selected for the Prime Books D.F. Lewis collection ‘Weirdmonger’ (2003). Work once in Stand, Iron, Panurge, Orbis, London Magazine….
I was awarded the BFS Karl Edward Wagner Award.
2. 2001-2010 – Publishing multi-authored ‘Nemonymous’.
3. 2008-
GESTALT REAL-TIME REVIEWING (www.nemonymous.com),
Plus one novel NEMONYMOUS NIGHT (Chômu Press), a story collection and two novellas entitled THE LAST BALCONY (InkerMen Press), and a novella entitled Weirdtongue (InkerMen Press), and my reprint of Agra Aska that was originally published in 1998 by Scorpion Press,
Plus three originally created multi-authored anthologies that I published,
Plus two books from Mount Abraxas Press, and an Eibonvale chapbook called The Big Headed People. And a book collection from Eibonvale: DABBLING WITH DIABELLI,
Plus, in July 2020, a past story selected for THE BIG BOOK OF MODERN FANTASY edited by Ann and Jeff VanderMeer.
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THE LAST BALCONY: HERE
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After many satisfying years of gestalt real-time reviewing, it now feels really special to see one of my own old stories showcased here!
My detailed review of this Big Book: HERE
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MASK
The Ha of Ha above.
Late Labelling:
…bag, dug, leg, this is the story of Drew a woman whose twin sister is in a coma in hospital after a difficult sapphic affair, and a mother with dementia, both who depend on her visits, and Drew is drawn off on an inferred Norfolk spa holiday with friends, but nor are one’s folk more than just inferred when out of sight if not out of mind. Out of signal, out of petroleum, lost. Another difficult sapphic engagement? Or a squashed or comatose garden bird representative of what? Lost or unfertilised eggs, cold or warm? The gulls are inferred, meanwhile. The guilts, too. Drew’s drawn out guilts. Facebook comments, notwithstanding. The whore of North Sea’s cross-body enticement. And a dyke that leads to Horsey Mere, one of the Norfolk Broads. Who knows how such intriguingly implicit stories draw us to inferences true and false alike?
Cross-referenced today with Jutland here: https://dflewisreviews.wordpress.com/2019/03/29/jutland-lucie-mcknight-hardy/