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Nesser’s Van Veeteren series gets windier and less focussed as it progresses, it seems; as does Chief Inspector Van Veeteren himself, I suppose, as he looks towards checking out of the police force of his weirdly Danish/Dutch/German/Polish fictional country. I read Nesser for those little flashes of human colour he can bring to his work, and for the deft assemblage of his conclusions.
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So, as I was on my way to bed last night, I suddenly realised how to fix that eight-pager I was working on, what to cut and how to rearrange and land it. So I went back into the office and sat there until it was done and sent it off. To which my editor replied, “I saw your closedown note, I wasn’t expecting this until tomorrow.” Ha ha.
Today I have a one-page thing to figure out, and then I need to clear Inbox 17, and then I am boiling my body in the bathroom because I probably smell like a dead bear, and then I am very likely going the fuck to bed. Good morning, reader.
When you get most of the way through an eight-page script and realise it is Wrong in many of its particulars and properties and you need to rebuild the bastard from the ground up. So that’s tomorrow’s job. G’night, reader.
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In 1928, the poet Paul Valéry had a vision of the future: “Just as water, gas, and electricity are brought into our houses from far off to satisfy our needs in response to a minimal effort, so we shall be supplied with visual or auditory images, which will appear and disappear at a simple movement of the hand, hardly more than a sign.”
I copied this quote into my notebook five years ago, and it knocks me over each time I come across it. Today we can let the entire world—and everyone’s opinions about it—into our heads with a swipe or a click. Of course we’re going to feel a little crazy. Sometimes my mind lands on a jittery thought: screens have become our reality and the physical world simply exists to serve their needs. It’s more of a loopy sensation than a coherent idea, but I clearly need to step up my information hygiene.
Good morning. I am technically “awake” but the rest of my body hasn’t got that memo yet.
Today I have an eight-page script to write (already laid out most of it) and a one-page script to write (no idea yet) and the fifth GENEVA module to wrestle with, as I was unable to quite land it over the weekend because hey my brain is fried here on the eighty-fourth week of lockdown.
(But I did finish BATMAN’S GRAVE 10 on Friday night.)
You ever have those days where you wake up and you just know that something is wrong and off? I’m presuming my hypertension is kicking off and my fluctuating blood pressure is creating a sense of impending doom, but it feels like I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop and everything’s going to catch fire today. Unmanageable stress! It’s fun!
Inbox 15. 21C out here on the Thames Delta. I need a lot of thinking time. And more coffee. Hi.