Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Back from London
Back from London. We went to the reading. Good turnout. Then went out with Marcus and E. Great time as always. Went to Westminster Abbey the next day.
This is me outside the Abbey. I was still in a bit of shock. Had no idea that Chaucer was burried there. Was amazed at all the poets I got to stand on. That floor is the ceiling for many years of literature. Chaucer though was the first. He was burried there not bc of his work, but because of his connection to the Abbey. Guess he rented a room and was always around. Later though, many poets wanted to be burried with him, so they were. Tennyson is there. And many others who are not burried there have memorials there. Spicer was not there.
That is the London Eye behind us. A couple was caught on film having sex in one of the pods the other day.
We headed out of London to New Maldon. 20 minutes by train. It was time for some Korean food and shopping. Ate so much I forgot to take pictures. It was delicious. So tired after the food that we came right back home. We got back to Norwich at about 7:30. Great day of blue sky London.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Paul Griffiths: LET ME TELL YOU
I am heading down to London in an hour or so to see the Reality Street Editions launch of LET ME TELL YOU.
So: now I come to speak. At last. I will tell you all I know.... These are the words of Ophelia at the beginning of this short novel: literally her words, in that her narrative is composed entirely of the vocabulary she is allotted in Hamlet. Within these meagre resources, she manages to express herself on topics including her love for her father (Polonius), her care for her younger brother (Laertes), her puzzlement in the face of the Prince himself, and her increasing sense that she must escape the fate awaiting her in the play.
This is no mere technical exercise or prequel to the play: the use of such a restricted vocabulary means that Ophelia’s voice, while direct and passionate, gains musical qualities as words keep recurring in perpetually changing contexts.
LAUNCHING ON FRIDAY 16 JANUARY
7pm at The Calder Bookshop, 51 The Cut, London SE1 8LF
free admission - free glass of wine
“I found let me tell you a beautiful and enthralling work, as well as a great success in Oulipian terms”
– HARRY MATHEWS
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
the new year
Sy and I went to Dublin for the new year. She found some great tickets and a nice hotel on the inexpensive side. So we went. One day I ate corned beef and drank Murphy's
Another day I drank Guinness
There are no fireworks for the new year. Christ's Church just rings the hell out of a bell for a long time. There were Hare Krishnas there
One day we looked at a pet graveyard. These cows were loved.