‘In Nemonymous Night, the characters’ development from babies as self-identities with inter-relationships slows & stretches into adulthood’

May 2011: ‘Nemonymous Night’ has gone to print for its due June publication date. It is my novel of 100,ooo words: i.e. the first publication of a recent root-and-branch, hindsight-enhanced, experientially skilled-up, authorially ‘proven’ crystallisation from 300,000 words that were effectively drafted by me in 2005/6 upon some now predominantly defunct blogs.


This site and, oddly somehow, the book itself are both effectively ‘under construction’. One’s life, too, meanwhile, is privately and publicly under construction … until enhanced by an odd vignellarette or crystallised by death itself.


June 2011: I have just re-read Nemonymous Night in its full beautiful regalia as a book. And I wonder if it is a metaphorical suicide-bomb now planted on my bookshelf, knowing how close I am to my bookshelf…

More thoughtfully perhaps, having indeed just re-read this my only published novel, I deem it the worthy culmination of a lifetime tussling with fiction. I shall continue to deem it thus, I feel, even if the critical reaction to it is negative, but I certainly trust that most of its readers will gain value from the adventurous Jules Verne-ian plot together with its apocalyptic and acquired accoutrements.

Nemonymous Night, the Last Balcony story collection and the Weirdtongue novella are the only works of mine I would like to remain in existence after I’ve gone into my own nemonymous night.* But, obviously, I have no say in what is kept and what is not. And the earth may vanish before I do.

Please forgive any sign of pretentiousness that may be discovered in this statement. And sincere thanks to the publisher of Nemonymous Night.


The two quotes inside the book – the words from an Elizabeth Bowen story were discovered after completion and acceptance of the novel – and the ‘Carcosa’ words from Karl Edward Wagner were published in the mid-1990s, and the novel mentions a ‘lethal chamber’ and an anchovy!



In Nemonymous Night, the characters’ development from babies as self-identities with inter-relationships slows & stretches into adulthood.


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