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DFS LEWIS
Reviews linked for each year: 2008/9 – 2010 – 2011 – 2012 – 2013 – 2014 – 2015 – 2016 – 2017 – 2018 – 2019 – 2020
And Click: HERE for full Navigation, Stop Press & Backstory.
Available DFL books: HERE
All reviews linked for each of these years:
2008/9 – 2010 – 2011 – 2012 – 2013 – 2014 – 2015 – 2016 – 2017 – 2018 – 2019 – 2020
And Click: HERE for full Navigation, Stop Press & Backstory.
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).
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 UK drought of 1976 is mentioned in this Insole story when the protagonist was 16, but, in that year, I was as old as I look within the above painting that I have now discovered is by John Caple.
About a foot by half a foot, this gratuitously sturdy and mind-bogglingly larger-than-life book, has about twenty pages, but I hesitate to call them pages as they are more like book covers in themselves, a handful of them completely and stiflingly and engulfingly black, between two even thicker (real) book covers, all of it textured, upholstered and built to Mount Abraxas’ steepest ever standards. The Colin Insole work itself, in large print, is ensouled within pages 5 to 16. (Click long rectangle above to see me seeing you!)
salt flowers from the years of drought
by Colin Insole
“Outlines of great palaces and temples, seemed like smashed watermarks.”
In telling contrast to this book’s overwhelming sturdiness! So, perhaps not gratuitously built, after all!
The story of George Quarrendon, a story worthy – by a million mental and spiritual resonances if not by a singular sturdy story’s plot – of the magnificent canon of Colin Insole stories. The salt marshes near where I live, well maybe, but certainly salt marshes somewhere! George in 2006 dabbles with diableries of the past, the 1976 drought, cricket on a cricket green near the churchyard, plants that grew from the rubble of the London Blitz, from the Hiroshima bomb, plus a doctor’s now prophetic and telling reference to an epidemic and a curse’s cures that might or might not work, cures that include a red flower that grows in salt and ash. A flower that haunts this story. The painting of Goliath, notwithstanding. And much more.
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