The Novel Of A Dream
Mar. 19th, 2016 08:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
poliphiloI started writing a novel in bed last night- half in a dream and half on the edge of it. The opening went something like this...
I never liked my father- he was a Victorian clergyman of the muscular variety- and we eventually had a falling out. As I remember blows were exchanged. I had a little money laid aside and spent it on a passage to South Africa where- being good with guns, women and horses- I got a job as a carter...
The novel was going to be called Q- and it would have developed into an adventure story in the style of King Solomon's Mines or Alan Quartermain.
I never liked my father- he was a Victorian clergyman of the muscular variety- and we eventually had a falling out. As I remember blows were exchanged. I had a little money laid aside and spent it on a passage to South Africa where- being good with guns, women and horses- I got a job as a carter...
The novel was going to be called Q- and it would have developed into an adventure story in the style of King Solomon's Mines or Alan Quartermain.
