“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


Monday, November 26, 2012

Ah, the Hyperobjects

I'm about a third of the way through the first edit. This is such a short book--my shortest ever. It's 75 000 words. It's nice to revisit the prose and smooth it out. I got it almost right first time, in the fortnight it took me to write it. But when you write at speed, you sacrifice a certain amount of scholarly decorum, so it's nice to brush the dandruff off the prose.

And I got permission to reproduce "Two Rocks Converse" by Tom Gauld, for free!

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