“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris


Thursday, December 8, 2011

Mystery Manuscript

I turned in my Open Humanities Press contract for Realist Magic today. I seem to be working on something else. It's not Hyperobjects, nor is it any of my existing essays (see my previous). I'm not going to talk about it directly here. I believe that if I sidle up to it, in every respect, it will work just fine.

Let it be known however that since starting on it, I've written about 7000 words (since 10pm yesterday).



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