Nemo Book

1B6EA562-D746-4074-A309-49159F44F2D3“I scribbled in my bright red Silvine ‘Nemo Book’. I spent much of most nights exploring (wandering)—mainly the two disused airports on the eastern and western sides of the city—areas called the City Arms. They inspired with their direct emptiness and spent force. Bleak and windswept, I imagined the roaring of the jet engines, the clacking of old-fashioned propeller vanes, the residual sorrow and misused heroism of war veterans that still filled the air with poignant empathy.”
— ‘Nemonymous Night’ (2011)

Nemonymous Night


I thought it was high time, distant time, to give some real-time dreamcatching objectivity to ‘Nemonymous Night’, a novel that was drafted piecemeal in public during 2005/6 and revised by me for publication with Chomu Press in 2011 (my first and last novel)… 

This possibly self-indulgent approach matches my past  ‘Director’s Commentaries’ to these books:
CERN Zoo – the original DFL ‘Editor’s Commentary’
Null Immortalis – the Editor’s Commentary 
The Horror Anthology of Horror Anthologies – Editor’s Commentary
“Real-Time Review of ‘Weirdmonger’ by DF Lewis” by DF Lewis
Horror Without Victims – An Editor’s Commentary

My previous reviews of Chomu Press books are linked from HERE.

A previous independent real-time review of ‘Nemonymous Night’ HERE.

My real-time commentary will appear in the comment stream below as and when I re-read this book.

A Pastoral Dyncopation

Since commencing my Summer sabbatical from gestalt real-time reviewing proper, I have been reading two amazing books: ‘American Pastoral’ by Philip Roth and ‘Against the Day’ by Thomas Pynchon, the latter being a HUGE novel in every sense, where I have, via some tentacular tales of LOST-like dynamiters, reached the end of the first section with a Jules Vernian NEMONYMOUS NIGHT-like entry into a hollow earth by the airship chums. Absolutely breath-taking, adventurous, constructively dense. Priestly Adjacency. The Roth book, meanwhile, is full of Wrath, pacy yet textured, relentless, incantatory…surely something that is capable of changing its readers lives. Genes with their gloves off. About halfway through so far in that one. Only about a tenth of the way through in the Pynchon.