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DF Lewis

Writer / Publisher

About Me



DF LEWIS:
BIOGRAPHICAL DETAILS AND THE 'WEIRDMONGER WHEEL' HERE


DFL Wikipedia entry: HERE

DFL's current personal blog: HERE

df_lewis Ebay Sales linked from this page: HERE

Link for my personal photos, book covers & complete versions of my novels: HERE

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My Interests

Writing and reading fiction, listening to classical music.

I'd like to meet:

There is nobody I would like to meet whom I have not already met.

Music:

Chamber Music, Brahms, Mahler, Goldfrapp, Sixties Pop, Penderecki, Ligeti, Schubert, Thomas Ades, Eugene Goussens, John Cage, Philip Glass's 'Akhnaten', Wagner's 'Parsifal' ETC. ETC.

Movies:

Films are generally too 'fabricated' for me to watch.

Television:

Big Brother. Twin Peaks. Lost. BBC News 24.

Books:

Some of DFL's favourite fiction writers over the 59 years of his life:
Charles Dickens, HP Lovecraft, AS Byatt, Barbara Vine, Anita Brookner, WG Sebald, Ian McEwan, Elizabeth Bowen, Stephen King, Marcel Proust, Paul Auster, Oliver Onions, John Fowles, Edgar Allan Poe, Christopher Priest, John Cowper Powys, Lord Dunsany, Algernon Blackwood, Jack Vance, Philip K Dick, Thomas Ligotti, Tommaso Landolfi, Samuel R Delany, Anthony Burgess, Lawrence Durrell, MR James, Robert Aickman, Sarban, Ramsey Campbell, Stefan Grabinski...
"Wrzesmian wasn't too popular. The works of this strange man, saturated with rampant fantasy and imbued with strong individualism, gave a most unfavourable impression by inverting accepted aesthetic-literary theories and by mocking established pseudo-truths. His output was eventually acknowledged as the product of a sick imagination, the bizarre work of an eccentric, maybe even a madman. Wrzesmian was an inconvenience for a variety of reasons and he disturbed unnecessarily, stirring peaceful waters. Thus his premature eclipse was received with a secret sigh of relief." FROM "THE AREA" BY STEFAN GRABINSKI.
"My pictures are visionary and symbolical, and, from first to last, have seemed to be painted by someone other than myself. [...] I am thus entirely self-taught, or taught by that other within me. I am aware that my pictures lack serious technique(if there is a technique that can be distinguished from inspiration and invention). I should have given up painting them some time ago, were it not that a certain number of people seemed to find something remarkable in them, and have thus identified me with them, and made me feel mildly important."
FROM "RAVISSANTE" BY ROBERT AICKMAN
"From the cosmic point of view, to have opinions or preferences at all is to be ill; for by harbouring them one dams up the flow of the ineluctable force which, like a river, bears us down to the ocean of everything's unknowing. Reality is a running noose, one is brought up short with a jerk by death. It would have been wiser to co-operate wih the inevitable and learn to profit by this unhappy state of things - by realising and accommodating death! But we don't, we allow the ego to foul its own nest. Therefore we have insecurity, stress, the midnight-fruit of insomnia, with a whole culture crying itself to sleep. How to repair this state of affairs except through art, through gifts which render to us language manumitted by emotion, poetry twisted into the service of direct insight?"
from 'The Avignon Quincunx' by Lawrence Durrell ('Constance' 1982)

Heroes:

I have no heroes.

My Blog

In The Beginning Was The Word

Published 'frisson' 1997   Ian, Tom, Claude, Sue, Wendy and Petra abandoned me at the bottom of the hill. They clambered up a slope to obtain a better view. I was scared of heights. The ruin...
Posted by DF Lewis on Tue, 17 Jun 2008 12:51:00 PST

KNEE-JERKS FOR NANCY

Published 'Palace Corbie' 1996           ***           "I didn't know this place was so spooky," said Julie. ...
Posted by DF Lewis on Mon, 09 Jun 2008 02:00:00 PST

Rising Sap

Published in 'In Your Face' 1996   The footpath through the forest looked as if it had outgrown itself for at least the turn of two centuries.  If I had not known it was a right of wa...
Posted by DF Lewis on Fri, 23 May 2008 01:54:00 PST

Jack The Cutter

Published 'Stygian Articles' 1996 Jack The Cutter As Therm thumbed his way towards the meanderable lanes of deepest Surrey, he maintained a picture in his mind's iritic eye of his old stamping-ground...
Posted by DF Lewis on Thu, 15 May 2008 02:20:00 PST

Dark Serendipity

Published 'The Zone' 1995     Glock, the unsung hero, felt duped and unable to reconcile the various events.  He had long since abandoned thinking about his life as a whole, the missed ...
Posted by DF Lewis on Sun, 11 May 2008 02:31:00 PST

The House of Cutt

  (written 1967; published 'Auguries' 1988 ) Richard Wiles sighed and tilted back on his chair, arms furled behind his neck.He looked down at the carpet. It was of a design he did not favour - b...
Posted by DF Lewis on Wed, 07 May 2008 07:24:00 PST

What the Dickens, Who the Hell?

(published 'Oasis' 1999)   Sydney Greatorex lived a long while in the past. Too early for checking out in any sense historical or fictitious. But the expectations lived on.Expectations that he w...
Posted by DF Lewis on Tue, 06 May 2008 06:38:00 PST

The Fat Shrike

Written years ago but unpublished I sat in the park, wondering why it was so dark, when my instinct (as well as my wristwatch) told me it was Noon. Even the TV weather forecast had indicated a sunny d...
Posted by DF Lewis on Mon, 05 May 2008 03:55:00 PST

The Meaning of Des

THE MEANING OF DESFirst published 'The Weirdmonger's Tales' (WYRD PRESS 1994)The writing came too easy. Not at all like a letter of apology which, more often than not, was a question of breaking each ...
Posted by DF Lewis on Sat, 03 May 2008 02:13:00 PST

THE HOOP CYCLE

(1) The apple orchard was a gorgeous aid to sight, floodlit as it was by a high hot sun that seemed unnaturally to focus its beams upon the ranks of trees to the detriment-in-darkness of the gutter-he...
Posted by DF Lewis on Thu, 01 May 2008 11:57:00 PST