Tuesday, August 25, 2015

The Hounds

The book is done, at 44,000- plus words-- I like it, very much, and hope not to have to rewrite it. As it is a very personal book it may seem quirky to some, but I hope the editors can use their judgment and let it stand, more or less as is, with its melancholy and occasional obsessiveness...

My first page has a frontispeiece, of mad Riss and silly Tavi and stout old Ghaddi dancing, and an epigram-- THE epigram- from Federico Calboli, which somehow sets the mood for the whole book, for me. Other photos will simply have a separate folder, but I thought that the mysterious hounds, dancing in black and white, deserved a special place of their own. Let us see if I can reproduce the effect here...

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The Hounds of Heaven
"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?" --Federico Calboli

4 comments:

Guy Boyd said...

Outstanding-can't wait to read it.

Anonymous said...

What-tha? 40-frikkin' thousand words? I couldn't even SPEAK that many words if I tried in that amount of time! So, has this secret guvmint operation given you super powers or something? Regardless, I am looking so forward to this book! Hope the dang editors don't mess with it--how many great stories/expressions have been lost forever because of nit-picky editors more concerned with the moron general public? Probably about 40-frikkin' thousand or so......L.B.

Matthew Mullenix said...

Send MS to special friends whose names shall not be mentioned but whose email addresses you do know. :-)

lizequinox said...

You WILL let us know the instant it is available, yes?