Melding

doesn't count? or can't?

CODA to Melding post

'The Workshop of Filthy Creations' - encountered by me (for the first conscious time) on the Vault website. I've not known this expression before nor known, until the last few weeks, that it is a quote from Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. It now makes me think of the context of the 'Weirdmonger' book. I find myself able to do this with a certain objectivity granted both by the passing of time and by my 'crazy' belief in Nemonymity (a mutant form of the high-faluting Aesthetic theory of the Intentional Fallacy)! The book is ragbag of some of my mildly 'filthier' pieces as well as pieces I now actively detest (as well as some that remain good ones in my eyes!). It is almost as if it compiled itself. It has become a sort of Frankenstein monster. I never saw myself as Weirdmonger. This was surely a word for a fiction character. But I find myself being subsumed by it. It is a Horror film being played out on the internet, with a motley (often disinterested, sometimes engaged) audience *very sparsely* scattered in the cinema stalls.

All the 2008 DFL-thingies at above link.

2nd comment above sounds a bit like Gerald Ratner!