Thank you Pat. The familiar made uneasy is often exactly what I am aiming for.
It is uncanny how some memories of Hookland chime with my own. I had an obsession with Alison Uttley stories and a big book of dinosaurs and Bonfire night was so very important. I have started to “remember” the green and red witch masks. I can “see” them so clearly, even though they were never in my past...or were they?
“Some of favourite wanderings in the county come when I can no longer tell whether it my broken memory or a character’s recollection I am exploring.”
A thousand times yes to this. I think some of my favourite writing to read is where things phase between reality and unreality.
Remind me to tell you about the Savannah Science Museum that I wasn’t sure existed
The film that SPUTNIK most reminded me of is the one filmed screenplay by my semi-biographer Jason Arnopp*, STORMHOUSE (2011): also about the militarisation of the Wyrd and shot on abandoned military property.
*For them as don't know the tale, Jason did a long interview with me for deep background on combat magic for his first novel, The Last Days Of Jack Sparks. Quite a lot of it ended up spoken verbatim by his character, a diminuitive purple haired Australian lass named Sherilyn Chastain. (The book got *this* close to being filmed by, of all people, Ron Howard... the suggested casting for Shezza was dazzling to say the least!)
Speaking of misremembering as praxis, Dave Hutchinson has a new book in his Fractured Europe sequence out; my reread in prep for it fills me with a certain County nostalgia at times.
(Oh and while we're on unexpected series continuation, Harry Connolly released *two* new books this year in his thought-abandoned Twenty Palaces urban fantasies, with a concluding volume promised next year. Some of the strongest work in the genre, all the better for the street-grit and very low power of its protagonist.)
Loved the Guy Fawkes’s memories
More enchanting stuff! I loved the way the 1970s ws so beautifully mis remembered. All Hookland writing evokes a feeling of familiarity and a glimpse of what lies at the edges should you stray into unfamiliar territory.
As fantastic as always, David. I am only hanging around Twitter still to keep up with your Hookland tweets, so it makes me glad that if that platform does disappear then Hookland Endures
Wonderful! Especially The Secret King. Thank you.