Showing posts with label mememe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mememe. Show all posts

Saturday, 31 December 2016

Planespotting in Madeira - tips (off-topic post)

It's not exactly a secret, but one of my geeky interests has always been flying and planes. I love travelling, but flying to the destination is usually one of the biggest highlights of any trip. I don't go planespotting often - only a handful of times in the past 15 years - but I decided to share a bit of my other geeky interest on my blog too, after a recent planespotting holiday in Madeira.

Why Madeira?

Madeira has a special place in the heart of European planespotters, not because of the number of planes or the variety of airlines or the proportion of widebodies flying there, all of which are a bit underwhelming. No, it's the airport itself, its location and construction, and, most importantly of all, the more-exciting-than-usual approach and variable winds that make the island a bit of a Mecca for aviation enthusiasts.

Key Attractions
  • The island is virtually all mountains and valleys. (The plateaus at the top are national parks and nature preservation areas and unsuitable for airport building). The airport is by the coast, with a runway running alongside the coastline.
  • The runway was extended twice. As there was no land to extend it on, the extensions were built on hundreds of 70m-high concrete pillars. Basically, about a third of the airport is built on platform / bridge. Several roads and entertainment facilities are below the runway among the pillars carrying it.
  • Planes landing at the airport either do an approach which involves a u-turn into a very short final approach, or they approach in a less dramatic line, but through an area that seems a lot more plagued by gusts and crosswinds. The U-turn approach involves flying towards the mountains, which can be a bit nerve-racking for passengers. 
  • Planes landing via the u-turn approach can be photographed with the terrain in the background, so you can see houses and gardens and mountainside just behind the plane...
  • As the airport is small and space very restrictive, planespotters can also get very close to the runway. Even better, as the land rises away from the airport, you can be close to the runway and above it, looking down on planes landing and taking off, at an angle usually only available to airport towers or helicopters...
  • Because of the way the coastline zigs and zags, you can also find locations directly aligned with the runway, and above, from which to take photos of planes approaching and landing. It's not the same as the famous checkerboard hill at the long-closed Hong Kong Kaitak airport, but it's a pretty rare opportunity nonetheless.
  • Oh, and Madeira is a stunning, stunning island. The most spectacular in the Atlantic. If you want sand beaches, you'll have to go to the Canaries or to Porto Santo, and if you want calm nature and few tourists, you should visit the Azores. However, if you love mountains, forests, nature, the sea and spectacular scenery, while also appreciating good weather that never gets too hot or too cold, and being tolerant of relatively high tourist numbers, then Madeira is perfect. If I were religious and believed in Eden, I'm pretty sure Madeira would be it. The island also hosts a variety of festivals - apparently, the New Year's fireworks are world class (and were recently in the Guinness Book of World Records for their scale), there are is a huge island-wide flower festival in spring, etc. etc. - basically, Madeira is a world class destination even if you aren't a planespotter.
Below the break, you will find lots of photos to illustrate the points, and a planespotting travel guide.


Saturday, 15 August 2015

Nineworlds

Geeking out at Nine Worlds - image by dorristhelorris

Preamble


Last summer, I attended Loncon. When I booked my ticket, I didn't even realise that this was Worldcon, and that it doesn't happen in London every year. All I knew was that the list of attending authors included most of my favourite writers, and I just had to be there.

It was more or less my first convention. (I'd been to one or two tiny events before, but nothing like this). It was awesome and magical and got me instantly hooked. Kaffeeklatsches with literary  Gods! Writers and book lovers everywhere! Geeky shy people being welcoming and open! Somehow, this was a rare occasion when I rarely felt like drifting to the edges of the room to hide away and fade out...

So, almost as soon as I got back, I started looking for more. I needed another fix, or two or three. I found out about some other conventions and, in the coming months, bought tickets to several.

Eastercon (Dysprosium) was my second, and while it wasn't quite as huge as Loncon, it was fab, too. Nineworlds was the third major convention I bought a ticket to. I bought the ticket before the programme and guest list was announced, on the strength of last year's guest list (and to get the advance ticket rate). I'll be honest - I don't think I would have bought the ticket after seeing the guest list, not because there's anything wrong with the guests, but because I'd already encountered most of the A-listers at other conventions, and knew too little (cough, nothing, cough) about the rest. Also, Nineworlds is a pop culture con with a decent literary / writing streak, while the other cons were literary / writing cons with some added pop culture. Nineworlds simply had a slightly different balance of events, rendering it a great programme, but not an unmissable one.

Friday

I've not been having the best of times in work lately, with frustrations, a clash or two, and a high workload / late night work / manicness. So getting up at 4am to catch the coach to London was somewhat painful. Also, I'd had to pack my laptop to be able to do some work during the convention, which detracted from my enthusiasm somewhat.

I dozed through the journey in a semi-coma, starting to look up the website of the convention as the coach got closer to Heathrow. I had not actually read the programme, or the programme book, or anything, in detail. In fact, I texted Kelly / Dorristheloris from the coach to figure out which hotel the convention was in (I'd booked myself into the Renaissance, but forgotten entirely where Nineworlds was based)

After leaving my suitcase in my hotel and consuming as much coffee as I could gulp down, I dashed to the Radisson Blu Edwardian. The density of geeky people with name tags increased exponentially the closer I got. At the registration desk, Kelly gave me a warm welcome, and I got a numbered tag and back with goodies & programme book. After registration, I basically tried to fit in as many panels as I could...



This panel appealed to me because I've read (and enjoyed) a novel by Sebastian de Castell, because I'm usually interested in discussions about stories and writing, and because all the other names on the panel looked intriguingly multicultural. It was a little surprising that actually, despite the global-sounding mix of names, everyone was white. 

The discussion was interesting. I made a mental note that characters need a mini-wish / motivation in each scene, rather than just an overarching objective, and that agency is important. At some point, the definition of a great protagonist appeared to be "a totally screwed, somewhat screwed up person with plenty of agency" and I could not help thinking that The Martian meets at least two of these criteria with spectacular aplomb. Interestingly, the topic of charisma never really got mentioned. I guess most of our empathy with a character is caused by them being in trouble, and only the rest relates to the character's personality.



Hellen Grünefeld, Dr Fiona Coward, Gill Conquest, (plus, I think, a fourth academic?)

This was a really enjoyable panel because it was a pure Q&A. No plan, no lecture, just audience questions and an open conversation. I was unashamedly the first to shoot up my hand and ask a question (about how to go about creating artefacts on the surface that will still be there in 100,000 years). My question was inspired by Into Eternity and relates obliquely to my own accursed novel project, so I was delighted to get answers (nowhere near a rainforest, in a temperate climate, encased & well protected, ideally not on the surface but buried) and thrilled that obviously others had seen the same documentary, as they also referred to the points raised by Into Eternity. Which is an excellent documentary - watch it if you can. 

Possibly due to having slept for only 2 or 3 hours that night, I currently struggle to remember details of the rest of the discussion, except for a pervasive sense of fascination, wonder and excitement. It was a wonderful panel run by excited, friendly people. One of the panellists works in isolated tribal communities in the wilderness, looking for positive ways in which modern technology might intersect with their lifestyles and enable them to continue their cultures (I think: again, my memory is a bit vague). Basically, I could happily imagine each of them starring in their own Indiana-Jones style adventure movies, having fun while saving the world and kicking ass (with kindness and in a polite sort of way).

UFO by Gill Conquest
Uncharted Territories
There was something remarkable about the academia track at Nineworlds: it was warm, welcoming, excited about the subjects, full of energy, and without any of the self-regard and snideness that academic discussions can sometimes drift into. No one had a dig at anyone (as far as I recall). There were conversations more than discussions, and discussions rather than debates. The audience on those panels I attended deserve as much credit for this atmosphere as the panellists.



This was a small workshop that you had to sign up for in advance (and the reason why I'd tried hard to arrive at the con early, so I could sign the register).

Literary agents are mysterious beasts. This was the second agent-focused event I attended (after a panel discussion at Eastercon). It was interesting, and the advice about cover letters and synopses was great. I now feel that I could have a good go at both - but probably I could do so much more easily for other people's novels than my own. Maybe I should offer cover letter & synopsising services on freelancing websites...



Another exciting session, all the more so for being interactive. I was definitely very lucky in the "whose fingers I get to fondle" part of the performance, although I fear I can't say the same for my opposite number.

We all got 'trainee mind reader' badges and learnt quite a bit about how mind reading magic works. The science was interesting & educational, even if the videos didn't work.


This was a presentation / panel by a representative from Inmarsat, about their work and the opportunities for saving lives and making apps on their platform.

Fascinating stuff. I almost wanted to sign up to work for them right there and then - but I can't help the niggling suspicion that the life saving apps they are so (rightly) proud of might not be the money-spinners of the business, and that somewhere at the heart of it all, there might be military / defence contracts (boo, hiss)...

It does seem like satellite communications networks have moved along quite a way since the days when 'iridium' was the topic du jour. The potential for this technology is limitless - I hope it will be used for good more than ill.

I thoroughly enjoyed the presentation & was very excited to be there.


This talk by a black feminist activist was entertaining, enthusiastic and educational. I must admit that race related protests are not always easy for me to relate to, so hearing the perspective of someone involved in them was very interesting.

(Why do I say they are not easy to relate to? Because I am a white male, and my experience of race is pretty much theoretical: I am the default. And because, from my perspective, it looks as if we live in a post-racial society, where we all are legally equal. The fact that it takes some generations for mentalities to change, rather than the passing of a law, is easy to ignore...)

One of the things I find quite heartbreaking is how powerless people feel. While I oppose revolution / criminal protests, I can see how frustrations would boil over. I'm very interested in how society can be convinced to change. How can a small core of passionate activists nudge and pinch society until it becomes something better? And, especially, how can activist get the mainstream on board, rather than being seen as a whacky fringe that's ignored?

Seeing Jeremy Corbyn stand for Labour leadership is pretty much the first time this millennium that there is at least a glimmer of hope on the horizon that my own sense moral beliefs will finally be reflected in mainstream politics. I have attended many a (peaceful) protest, with limited or no impact. I went to this talk to find out about how we can gain impact.

I went to this talk because everyone loves the rebels in Star Wars, or the Browncoats in Firefly, and hates the Empire / Alliance, but in real life, protestors are often abused, and riots are considered antisocial, criminal, loutish behaviour. In real life, we are all part of the Empire / Alliance, and we vilify the rebels & browncoats...

Sadly, the talk could not offer any answers as to how to change the world (if there were any easy answers, someone would have found them by now). That does not mean my attendance was futile - it was an engaging and fascinating talk, followed by a good discussion. It was also one of the few events where a single speaker held the attention of the audience, rather than a panel / discussion setup.



Informal Book Blogger Meetup

Despite a very long, tiring day, I decided that I should try and do the social thing in the evening. I am not very good at being social. I feel very uncomfortable in noisy environments and large groups, I have a terrible memory for names and faces, and I'm pretty bad at making first impressions. So, meeting people and being social is very exhausting and fraught with tension and generally followed by several days of fretting. (In fact as I am writing this a week later, there are still things I said in some of the conversation that I'm fretting over).

Oh, and I suspected that a guy I went to University with was likely to be there. Thankfully, when he arrived he sat at the furthest end of the group, so we could mutually and successfully avoid making eye contact or having to talk to each other. (We're neither enemies nor friends. Best described as awkward acquaintances, I think.)

That said, despite all the awkward, it was great to meet other book bloggers. Here's who I've met and chatted with:

After this, I returned to my own hotel to follow them all on Twitter, then crash and sleep.

Saturday

I didn't get up to the earliest start on Saturday: residual tiredness continued. Also, I spent some time on Saturday before panels trying to connect to the internet and do work (wifi fail! Radisson's wifi for people who aren't guests was shockingly bad), and between panels, with someone's guest wifi password, finally connecting to the internet and working.

So, Saturday was a day of fewer panels, more suffering.


This was a series of talks by historians about things they think they can infer from circumstantial evidence, but without any real proof. The theories were quite Roman-centric. I'm pretty sure I would have gotten more from them if I knew more about the Romans, about individual Roman historical characters, and especially, if the exhaustion from previous nights & lack of sleep had not still been bothering me.

As it was, I mostly remember the theory that there was a Romance language in Britain, between the fall of the Roman empire and the arrival of the Anglo Saxons, of which no trace exists now. It sounded plausible and interesting. Another theory dealt with an emperor who never was - the gay lover of a Caesar who was slowly being prepared and groomed to become his successor, but who died in some kind of accident before the old Caesar, so the succession changed.



This was another small workshop requiring sign-up.

At this point, I must admit that I probably misunderstood something about Masterclasses, Monsterclasses, etc. at Nineworlds: I assumed they were meant to be participatory, so I had a tendency to ask questions, attempt to make jokes and try to interact with the speakers. With the benefit of hindsight, I now realise I was the only one doing so in several Master- / Monsterclasses, so they were obviously intended as classes / presentations. I suddenly feel belated awkwardness: I must have been a little annoying. Ooops. Sorry, all fellow attendees!

It was an interesting presentation. I learnt more about self-publishing than I'd known or been aware of. Some aspects were less revelatory to me than others (outsourcing the editing, proofreading, cover designing, manuscript formatting etc. are things I'm aware of. Digital distributors, Ingramspark, Reedsy, and other things, were entirely new to me. Especially Ingramspark seemed to be a useful thing to be aware of).

It was a pity that post-publishing (namely, marketing) was outside the scope of this class - as that is an area I am still quite curious about.



Liz De Jager

Liz's books sound like they are quite interesting, but this Monsterclass was unfortunately not really for me. It did not help that I went in there with a misguided expectation - of something very interactive - and found it was actually mostly a powerpoint presentation. So my disappointment is at least 50% my own fault

The session covered Liz's career path as an author and some of the monsters she has created or adapted from mythology for her stories. I didn't really take away any lessons (beyond the potential of using Pinterest to collect together monstrous / strange pics for the purpose of inspiration when writing creatures).


The F-Word in Fantasy - Sex in Fantasy

Anne Perry (not, I think, the other Anne Perry who is a bestselling crime novelist & was a murderer in her youth), Lizzie Barrett, Sarah Lotz, Jared Shurin, Laurell K Hamilton, Snorri Kristjansson, Den Patrick

I attended this panel in the hope that it would be snortingly funny. I've never actually read any of the books written by the panellists, so the introductions were helpful. By the time I arrived, the room was almost full, so I sat somewhere in the back, behind a pillar, next to a literary agent and someone from Gollancz (and Dorristheloris, whom I'd persuaded to tag along).

Anne Perry and Jared Shurin run the Pornokitsch blog together.
"Despite its name, it has nothing to do with porn. This is probably the sexiest thing we've ever done," - Jared.
"We're married," - Anne.
Laughter - Audience.

Sarah Lotz used to write create-your-own-adventure porn books (with 'friends' who wrote all the explicit bits, allegedly)

Laurell K Hamilton writes vampire romances that include sex.

Den Patrick wrote a novel with a sex scene that sets the benchmark for such things.

Lizzie Barrett... ummm, I forgot why she was there, but she was very enthusiastic and outspoken about the topic of sex scenes.

Snorri Kristjansson's novels about Vikings are positively chaste and feature no sex at all, so he was the self-declared moral anchor of the panel. 

The panel started with a game to loosen up the audience and the panel: panellists had to read out a phrase that was either a sword fight form, or a sex scene form, and the audience had to guess whether it was "sword" or "sex". (The sexy quotes were  from Pat Rothfuss' Wise Man's Fear and the sword quotes from... errr... Robert Jordan? Some writer whose stuff I haven't read)

After that, panellists talked about what makes a good sex scene, what makes a sex scene bad, how they go about writing sex scenes, and the troubles of vocabulary. It was an entertaining discussion, with a few good laughs (many courtesy of Snorri Kristjansson's quips - on the strength of how funny he is, I bought the first of his Viking books).



That said, it was a somewhat more serious panel than I had expected (and hoped for).


Sunday

At some point on Saturday or Sunday, I spotted Genevieve Cogman in a Starbucks, and made my best impression of socially awkward penguin by accosting her, telling her how much I loved The Invisible Library, and then running away immediately. 


Story Translation and Archeological Museums - Changing Environments, Changing Audiences

Debbie Chalis, Lauren Maier, Amanda Potter

I was completely surprised by these talks: they were not at all what I had expected. That said, they were both engaging and interesting.

The first (Lauren Maier's) was a comparison between Big Hero 6, the comic book series, and Big Hero 6, the movie, along some background about Disney, Marvel, and with a special focus on how characters were reimagined by Disney, especially the female ones. Good thing I've seen (and hugely enjoyed) the movie!

The second was a talk about the Petrie Museum's programme of events aiming to draw in a non-specialist audience - basically, to try and use the tiny museum's enormous collection to bring pop culture to life, by staging talks, movie screenings, and more, in the tiny exhibition rooms.

I could not really see any connection between the two talks, but both were engaging. I can't help thinking that the reason they were chosen was more to do with the fact that these are lovely, enthusiastic people, than with subject matter. (I mentioned earlier how the academia track of the convention seemed unusually warm, not in temperature, but in temperament. This was true, here, too, and it's a real credit to the organiser)


The Stars My Destination - Exploring the Future of SF

I'd been looking forward to the panel because the description sounded interesting. I hadn't read any of the books by the authors. Unfortunately, this panel ended up falling flat, as far as I'm concerned - I ended up clockwatchng and wanting to be out of there. It wasn't offensive, just not interesting.


Monsterclass: Author vs Editor

Gillian RedfearnDen Patrick

I had not signed up to this in advance, as I have been to a number of Monster- / Masterclasses and Kaffeeklatsches with authors and editors during the three big cons I've attended, so I did not want to rob anyone off their chance to attend this. I turned up at the door on the off chance that there were still free places, and there were. This was also one of those Monserclasses where, still not really attuned to the fact these were classes, not kaffeeklatsches, I asked questions and chipped in during their talk rather than waiting for the end. Sorry!

Despite my interruptions, this was a great talk, with a detailed description of the process from the first draft a publisher sees (which is not generally the first draft, but one that has been edited, submitted to an agent, then reworked with an agent, etc.) via contracts and edits, to hardback, paperback, author tour and beyond. It was thoroughly educational and interesting to listen to.

It was also the last event I attended. I misread my clock and entered another event, which was in its final Q&A phase, rather than being just about to start (it was an hour later than I thought), so after browsing the market, and a bit of reading, I started the journey home.


Nineworlds 

This was a lovely convention. Like the others I have attended, it was so friendly that it could, at times, feel like we were being mothered / mollycoddled a bit. 

The programme had enough things to keep me busy, but, due to budget restrictions I'll probably stick to more literature-centric cons in future years (i.e. Eastercon and any Worldcon I can afford to attend). 

A huge hats off to the organiser(s) of the academia track: very impressive work.


Authoring

It's probably obvious that I'm an aspiring writer. Having learnt about self publishing and the publishing industry, I must admit I still don't know which road I'd prefer. I've dabbled with self publishing by producing the travel guide about Cardiff, and I know the technical aspects of that route are easy to master and I could produce a high quality product myself. On the other hand, marketing is alien to me, and I think that having at leas one first rate editor involved is a huge boon. Not sure I like the idea of having to please an agent first and doing extensive rewrites at that stage, and then having to repeat the process for an editor. My gut feeling is that, if/when I have a completed manuscript that I am reasonably confident in, I'll submit to publishers directly, rather than submitting to an agent.

I also feel increasingly sure that the accursed novel I have been trying to write for the past six years for an MPhil I eventually dropped out of is going to be a 'trunk novel', which I will never send out at all. (That was the advice of one of the panellists when I asked). In the end, the prospect of having to go over it again and again (it's been through about 15 rewrites already) is just too painful. 


Journey Home

I ended up sitting only 3 rows ahead of the toilet on the coach.
#apoocalypse






Monday, 8 June 2015

Cardiff: A Guide for Visitors and Newcomers by ME

Cardiff Guide - cover
This isn't a review, but a blog post about a little pet project.

Background

A few years ago, there was a Groupon Deal for creating apps for mobile devices. I'd been wanting to learn about app-making, so I bought the deal. I decided to use this to create a tourist guide app for Cardiff. 

My aim when producing it was to create something better and more detailed than a pocket paperback guide I had bought years before. I believe I succeeded.

On Apple, it did not fare very well. I was never able to test it, not having any Apple devices at home. On Android, it became the most popular tourist app about Cardiff.

The deal was for the app to exist for one year, so it disappeared after that.

There is another technology I've been meaning to learn about - Amazon Kindle self-publishing. So I decided to revisit the materials I'd prepared in 2011/12, update and refresh them, add a lot more, and try it as a Kindle Book.

Who is it for?

I stuck with the unwieldy title of "Cardiff: A Guide for Visitors and Newcomers" because that is exactly what I aimed to write. A guide which is useful to tourists and travellers, but also to people who are fairly new to the city. 

There are other books which are aimed at local residents. The Little Book of Cardiff, Cardiff: The Biography, Real Cardiff, The Story of Cardiff and many others are in-depth looks at the city which are primarily aimed at people who live here. 

There aren't a whole lot of books walking the tightrope between the two. So I set out to create one, combining, hopefully, the best of both worlds. The end result lists Sights and Attractions, and Activities, but goes way beyond what a traveller on a city trip would typically try. I even include a chapter about Cardiff Myths and Lore, which covers the little anecdotes that bring a city to life. 

As a single-author guide written by a local resident, it's also a little more subjective. I do believe that the best travel guides are those written with a little personality, rather than those which are a little too robotic. My benchmark for travel guides are those published by Bradt.

As a general rule, I decided to keep the bits for visitors and tourists quite neutral, but get more opinionated for those who delve deeper into the book, into the sections that are only of interest to people staying in the city for quite a while.

How detailed is it, really?

The total word count is about 33,000 - a short novel is 50,000 words, a standard one around 100,000, so purely in terms of text, it's very much a pocket guide. Amazon estimates it at 300 pages, which is largely in thanks to dozens of photographs and maps I included.

As a Kindle book, it does rely on links quite heavily, including web links. What I aimed to do is give readers an overview, with enough ideas for stuff to do, but leave the detailed planning to the reader. After all, details change.

How much is it?

£1.99 or $2.99 or the equivalent in local currencies. Basically, it's the minimum prize that I could specify on Amazon. (It's a pretty big file)

Link


What next?

If you buy my ebook, please do get in touch! Comment on this post, or find the Facebook page, or email me (address is in the introduction in the guide). I would love to hear what you think, get tips about anything I missed out, and suggestions for how to make it better in future. I've already learnt a lot, and plan to do some things a little differently in future editions.

At the moment, I am thinking about updating it regularly and publishing new editions every one or two years.

Tuesday, 24 March 2015

That's Cheating! My Pet Peeves in SF

A while ago, TOR Books (UK) were inviting people to write blog posts for them. I took them up on the invitation:

That's Cheating! My Pet Peeves in SF

Any thoughts? Do you agree / disagree with my pet peeves?

Thursday, 23 October 2014

Pandaimonion: Für Daddy

The total of Pageviews collected since I started the blog (on 4th October 2014) reached 666 today! Probably 500 of those were mine...

Still, in honour of my efforts at horror writing for SCARdiff's Dragon's Pen pitching panel, and because I kept thinking all week "I'm sure I once had a horror story published in a horror anthology..." (without being able to remember its title or subject matter), I thought I'd dig up this old skeleton from my writing closet.

It's in German, having been written towards the end of my studies at university in London, when I was still quite native in my use of the German language, and, though I talked and read and dreamt in English, not quite native in English yet.

The story, really more of a piece of flash fiction, appeared in an anthology in 2003. For anyone who can speak German, here it is:

Traum 

“...Morgen früh, so Gott will, wirst Du wieder geweckt.” sang die Mutter.
Gott wollte anscheinend nicht.
Nicht, daß es an Versuchen gemangelt hätte. Im Gegenteil. Es wurde gelärmt, es wurde gerufen, schließlich wurde geschüttelt und gerüttelt, sogar geohrfeigt. Als die Ärzte kamen wurde gespritzt, etwas mehr geohrfeigt, gekühlt, geheizt, mehr gespritzt, schließlich aufgeschnitten, operiert, untersucht, zusammengenäht, mehr gespritzt (diesmal durch einen Tropf), gemessen, geröntgt, durchleuchtet, und noch mehr gespritzt.
Aber Gott schien immer noch nicht zu wollen.
Tage verstrichen. Wochen folgten den Tagen, Monate den Wochen, Jahre den Monaten. Das Gesicht wurde bleicher, dürrer, älter. Der Atem wurde langsamer, ebenso der Puls. Die Körpertemperatur fiel hinab. Die Haare fielen aus, die Zähne begannen, zu wackeln. Manchmal zweifelte man, ob überhaupt noch Leben drin war, aber Atem und Herz und Hirn hatten ja nicht angehalten, das konnte man beweisen. Alles funktionierte weiter, nur eben langsamer, träger, schlafend.
Es war 48 Jahre später, nachdem die Mutter längst gestorben war, ebenso wie der Vater und drei der Geschwister, daß die Augen wieder aufgingen. Das Licht schmerzte die sensiblen, verschlafenen Augen, und die dicke Kruste der Nacht kratzte in ihnen. Die Hände waren schwer, die Muskeln in den Armen kaum stark genug, die Hände zu den Augen zu heben, um den Schlaf daraus zu reiben.
“Ich hatte einen wunderbaren Traum”, flüsterte das Kind, das nun keines mehr war. “So wundervoll, ich wollte ihn nicht verlassen. Doch ich habe vergessen, was ich träumte.”
Und die Ärzte schüttelten den Kopf, die Geschwister weinten, der Priester schwieg.
Nur der Irre im Bett daneben lächelte wissend.


(Normal blogging in the form of review shall continue shortly. Currently reading Riding the Unicorn by Paul Kearney, which is rather excellent so far)