Des Lewis will be 77 years old on 18 January 2025
Those who have read these episodic brainstorming reviews of mine must know they are very personal — rough-shod and spontaneous. Synchronicity and anagram mixed. I know they are not professional, never potentially publishable other than in the madness of my head, but I do hope they show grains of dark truth and cosmic panache.
These Des Lewis Gestalt Real-Time Reviews were founded in 2008.
‘What’s the loveliest word in the English language, officer? In the sound it makes in your mouth, in the shape it makes on the page? What do you think? Well now, I’ll tell you: E-L-B-O-W. Elbow.’ — THE SINGING DETECTIVE
“How shall a man find his way unless he lose it?” — Walter de la Mare
To any current genre author I have reviewed before — if you have a new story recently published or soon to be published in a collection or anthology, you may have a review by me of the story that also showcases where it is published. See HERE. (This is because I am no longer well enough to review as many books as I once did.)
Fresh Fictions, free to read HERE.
No AI input in preparation of my texts whatsoever.
THE NEW NONSCENIC
Photos here: https://conezero.wordpress.com/2024/02/24/d-f-lewis-recent-photos-1/
12 pages, my copy numbered 21/200
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HOUSE CALLS
“I will build you the tallest scaffolding reaching up ten, twenty, thirty metres high above the roof of your house,…”
This is a brilliant incantatory refrain of an increasingly hellish HELLO, each with its own ‘house calls’ with wordages big and small, a refrain in serendipitously mutual synergy with a publication that turned up in the same post and left safely without undue contact with whoever delivered it (a publication just reviewed HERE).
Chilling calls that make you and your house seem more and more unsafe, except ironically for one which is designed, inadvertently I presume, to suit the very lockdown that this refrain makes necessary! The one that is a call from a delivery driver that reminds me of what happens at my house every day. Now, insidiously so!
One of those horror stories that will stay with you.
My scaffolding photo above, taken a few years ago.
Cross-referenced again, here with the Sonnier in The Invisible Collection: https://dflewisreviews.wordpress.com/2020/12/05/25324/#comment-20442