Fair Warning from het

As regulars are well aware, much (some periods, all!) of the content here is not produced by me, but by H. E. Taylor (het) in the form of the weekly global warming news roundup.  Well, we are in for some more regular content in the form of his latest novel, The Bottleneck Years.  The text below introduces this endeavor and will be immediately followed by the table of contents and chapter 0.

I thank him for allowing his work to be reproduced here!


Fair Warning


Recently I had a nightmare in which I was a graphic artist about to put on a show. I was wandering through the small half underground gallery looking at my work. Instead of drawings, there were bloody shoulders, elbows, haunches --- pieces of my body mounted under spot lights on the walls. Some how this seemed completely normal. By some unquestionning dream logic, I was still whole. I walked all around the gallery gazing at these pieces before I went outside to meet some friends --- which was when I woke up.

Publishing a book partakes of a sliver of the same energy. You put your vitals, your heart and soul, wrapped in your thoughts, ideas and feelings, on intimate display for others' judgement. I do not have any particular pretensions of being a great writer, but several times in my life I have found writing necessary to order and record my thoughts. I hope you will find some worth in my endeavours.

Last summer some health issues cropped up for me. The creative fires dimmed, but luckily I had already finished _The Bottleneck Years_. When my publisher quit talking to me, I decided to go the ebook route. [Eventually I will do the same with _Monoculture_ and _Permaculture_ as well.] I will make it known when _The Bottleneck Years_ is available in ebook formats (pdf and epub).

The book is 350 pages, organized into 103 relatively short chapters. After some discussion with Coby, I propose to publish it here, a chapter a week.




Last modified July 31, 2012


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I always sort of thought about it as a funnel, like the killing chute at the stockyards, with the cattle funneling into it and then falling unexpectedly dead. It is a harder name that. I look forward to reading the rest. Thanks.

By BJ Chippindale (not verified) on 04 Dec 2012 #permalink