“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

Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Hyperobjects Copy Edit

I'm at that stage, hence the lack of posts recently. I just sent it off, hence this post.

This was a strangely easy book to write. It took fifteen days altogether, working from 9 or 10 to 4 or 5 sitting in the café at the student union at UC Davis. It's weirdly together.

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