Author’s Commentary = February 2015

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)…  I may now hate it!
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.

  1. I think this novel has suffered because of comments like:
    “Nemonymous Night is not an easy read; however—and here’s the rub—it’s entirely readable. If you got through Dylan’s Tarantula and thought it was a seamless masterpiece and that Beckett’s The Unnamable is a bit light for your tastes, then by all  means, give this one a try.” NEW YORK JOURNAL OF BOOKS
    Even its own publisher once tweeted: “Give Nemonymous Night a try, if you think you’re hard enough.”
    There’s nothing hard about NN. You’re just being hard on yourself. I shall try to prove that….
    Pages 1 – 22

    ” And if anything is deemed unimagined or unimaginary or unimaginable then it is incapable of existing in fiction, fantasy or dream – but merely in real life.”
    Starts with a carpet and finding’s one feet. It’s like going up and down in a lift, soon to be known as hawling, as you go through each floor towards the Earth’s Core where Jules Verne waits to take you on a guided tour. The trouble is that you’ve got to know who you are and clarify your relationships with others first before taking such a journey. And the characters here are just doing that. It takes time to do that in real life, so why not in a novel? Parts of me turn up, like entertaining clients at a classical concert. Parts of you turn up, too, whoever you are. Are any of your children bewitched?

  2. Pages 22 – 39
    “His CV had let him down however and allowed someone else (similar to him) through the back door, leaving Mike with a destiny he would not normally have chosen.”
    This is a bit like navigating this book, I have just found. I think any reader has got to forget the characters are having dreams (later called dream sickness) but the book itself is giving YOU dream sickness instead. Just try to keep hold of the central ‘objective correlatives’ as if they are rafts and you will soon be rescued by a narrative undream of a helicopter. Those rafts so far: a covered market, an exploding bus, a seedy upstairs flat, a backstreet pub, a city dry-dock…
    Another narrative raft: Meanwhile, like you, the characters are gradually sorting themselves out into who they are and are gathering in the pub before setting out to search for two missing children.
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