Autismus, Lotta, The Cold Icy Air of the Mountains and Casanova already published and To Confound and The Double Life soon to join them

Autismus, Lotta, The Cold Icy Air of the Mountains and Casanova already published, and To Confound and The Double Life soon to join them. The ever more lethal world we live in makes the seeking out of pleasure ever more urgent. 121am now. Just 6 hours and I am out of here on bus to St Pancras, on train 855am, at Gare du Midi 1209, then my Berlin train leaves 245pm. Time I have deposited my new huge bag in a locker, had some drinks in Orient Express that will be 1pm surely. Hardly worth going up to Cine Paris in that time, and yet there is too much time to kill if I do not. I cannot stay in Le Coin that long I think. But oh I suppose I could START my walk up to Cine Paris from there. Should be VERY rainy, even thunderstormy when I arrive, that might encourage me to take the long walk. Or just enjoy several beers in Le Coin then stroll back. Stupid to be stuck SO far away from Midi HAVING to take that massive long walk back to get my train. Yes, save Cine Paris for Thursday. Just Orient Express and Le Coin to pass the 2 hours around Midi. Then hopefully a nice quiet seat on the train to Koln and thence from Koln to Berlin so I can even doze off.

Casanova

My first four books Autismus, Lotta, The Cold Icy Air of the Mountains and Casanova cover the years 1999 to 2007

My first four books Autismus, Lotta, The Cold Icy Air of the Mountains and Casanova cover the years 1999 to 2007. For my fifth book I am going back to the three years preceding Autismus, 1996-1999. To Confound! My sixth book will cover my marriage, 2010-2013 but I will leave that a while longer. It still feels too soon.

The cold icy air of the mountains

This may be a brief flowering golden age before things turn very very horrible in my life

This may be a brief flowering golden age before things turn very very horrible in my life. Losing mother the first of it. Being severely maimed in Europe the second. Whatever happens I will write my masterpiece, The Willing Cheeks of Fu Manchu. Seeds of the Pope.

Every thing that afflicts you leads you in dealing with the affliction to finding a cure that not only cures the affliction but leads you to being much better off than you were before

Every thing that afflicts you, leads you in dealing with the affliction to finding a cure that not only cures the affliction, but leads you to being much better off than you were before. You are forced to discover new ways of doing things, of living, which makes your life much better than you were, than you would have been without the affliction. My alopecia which was such a horrible thing to happen led to me buying the hair clippers and realising I can keep my hair as short as I want it every day, myself, permanently! My inability to maintain erections when drunk beyond a certain point led to me trying ——, and discovering how fantastic it is to have better erections than ever before and how amazing it feels as you feel it taking effect. The war that people unleashed on me in late 1998 led to me finally forming my first coherent body of work in Autismus, Lotta, etc. Finding my voice; the hatred raged against me was the Bessemer furnace in which I finally forged my writing voice, and gave me the eureka moment of discovering how I wanted to write.

My love I have named you as my legal heir

My love I have named you as my legal heir. This means you must continue to fight for my literary legacy, and bring my books to a wider audience after my (no doubt violent) death. I always thought I would become famous posthumously. Newspapers are always interested in victims of terrorist atrocities. This is my chance to make my books famous. PS this means my debts will also pass to you. With great power comes great responsibility.

Finding all those long lost notes from 2002 and putting them back into Lotta has made me fall in love with her all over again

Finding all those long lost notes from 2002 and putting them back into Lotta has made me fall in love with her all over again. Lying in bed now on an icy cold June day with wind howling, and about to pour with rain, I feel like I am in bed in that Grand Hotel in The Silence. I feel the cold iciness of the mountains again. Alone, cold, missing my lost loves.

This is the best time of my life

This is the best time of my life, I am free of that terrible depression of 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009; also free of the claustrophobic lack of freedom of 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013. Don’t forget to be happy! No don’t travel in May. So much to do here in my room. Let me finally once and for all clear this room out. It is a big job but it can all be done in one month. JUST keep the books with my writing in the margins, and my diaries. Everything else can go, newspaper diaries included. How lovely to just be left with my diaries and my paperback books with my writing in the margins. Only what I MYSELF have written. That is all I want to keep. Wednesday will be 27 days without seeing ——.
How lovely to be tucked down warm in my bed watching Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy, as long as you have that you don’t need anything more.