tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641755242350379907.post3992164466929593891..comments2024-03-28T12:10:31.018-04:00Comments on Wormwoodiana: In That Look the Unicorn Stood & Other Dreamt BooksDouglas A. Andersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16844859516228160123noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641755242350379907.post-15922914366491612962018-08-06T16:56:02.656-04:002018-08-06T16:56:02.656-04:00This is marvellous - I have a recurring dream loca...This is marvellous - I have a recurring dream location of a second hand bookshop, which can be found in a suburb of Southampton which doesn't actually exist. The details and scenery change, as they tend to in dreams, but somehow I know it's always the same bookshop. Recent dream titles include "The Large Minute Hand" by "Jean Jarangle"; "Orbat's Urbarie" Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641755242350379907.post-86820847211886202952018-08-06T12:24:02.162-04:002018-08-06T12:24:02.162-04:00--I've been interested in the Spasmodics ever ...--I've been interested in the Spasmodics ever since i found a 120-year-old copy of Philip James Bailey's Festus in my college library, & read (most of) it. Years later, i'd been having a recurring dream of a multi-storey bookstore, when i first ventured into one, now closed, in downtown Ft Worth. As i climbed the stairs there, i realized i'd been dreaming about this place, michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00975839075714035618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641755242350379907.post-70639880879493982232018-08-02T04:11:46.886-04:002018-08-02T04:11:46.886-04:00In my 'Lost books:London glances', an ephe...In my 'Lost books:London glances', an ephemeral piece at the end of my 'Fifty Interesting Items' rare book catalogue, circa 1997, I alluded to ' so often has this happened to me in the twilight hours when some of these bookshops are still open that I am sometimes no longer able to distinguish between that which I have chosen in reality and that which I choose and Chase in my Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641755242350379907.post-90830418395381582722018-07-30T11:15:44.698-04:002018-07-30T11:15:44.698-04:00I have occasionally dreamt of imaginary books, or ...I have occasionally dreamt of imaginary books, or imaginary editions of real books. I once dreamt of a Penguin Classics edition of Sarban's THE SOUND OF HIS HORN (though Penguin MODERN classics would be a more likely candidate), and a fictitious author named Maurice Schnezas, a French author and poet in the vein of Machen, Lovecraft, and Poe, with such titles as MERLIN to his credit. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com