“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

Sunday, January 14, 2024

I'm Proofreading Hell

 ...with three others. It arrived at lunchtime on Friday. Since then I've read about three hundred pages' worth of Blake quotations...they're the most pressing task, because over time a few errors crept in. It's easy to do with Blake, whose punctuation is notoriously fiddly...I think at least sometimes deliberately so: there's a feel of fake-logical punctuation in his brilliant parody of Descartes, "The Fly," for instance. 

It's a beautiful book. Beautiful, I tell you! The most beautiful book I've ever made, no really it is. It's much fatter than normal, although quite a lot shorter than normal--the print is gorgeous and generous with big wide margins. It's full color, on every page. The illustrations...it's mindblowingly lovely. 

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