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Belgium is a strange place to be, cycling and swimming and reading while the world spins and you feel so far away from everything. Its nice, its like a European outpost. I have felt this way before, in remote parts of Australia and the USA, litle pockets that serve as vacuums in a troubled world. But soon it will be back to work - after numerous emails on the 'problems' of the Bogeyman production and the need for 'new' proofs, it seems I have the right ones after all so it could all have been done and dusted. Also Monsters is now scheduled for January 2012 publication which is good, because it means I will publish a book this year and one next which looks better on the CV, especially when I have a couple of plans for next year already. But I realise in typing that I am not really saying anything much except reciting a housekeeping list, thogh I guess that is just life sometimes. Nietzsche said, ''All truly great thoughts are conceived by walking...'' and I we could add swimming and cycling to that. But that could also be , ''All truly naff throughts are conceived this way too... hooots.'' I was sent a copy of Carl Sandberg's, 'Under a Harvest Moon' recently, susch a great poem and it reminded me of a great song - dunno how I never came across this vid before (maybe I did and forgot - because I do) but I love this:
