@matthill.bsky.social
Writer. New novel LAMB out now from Dead Ink: mthill.co.uk/lamb
The Kipling poem from the 28 Years trailer has genuinely given us brainworms. S and I keep finding each other in different corners of the house, murmuring about boots
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“The thing that ties all creativity together is not something that universities should analyse, but people should just accept as wonder.”
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The truest experience of England is an M6 Travelodge that also smells of drains
24.11.2024 08:04 — 👍 3 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0Are we nearly here yet?
14.11.2024 11:24 — 👍 4 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0Farewell Chris Priest – one of the best. A generous, caring and deeply passionate man whose work has helped to shape so many of us. Nobody wrote (or swore) quite like him. www.ninaallan.co.uk?p=6855
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He'd be black. He'd be blue. And I'd ride him to New York, to see snow again, or to Australia, to see all there is to see, everything green and lots of trees and nobody would know, just me and the horse. The horse can find our family a house. He can turn into trees, lakes, pools and camouflage himself from people. He can talk. I'd tell him secrets about love, then have him do my homework. The horse can do the chores. And he could be us! Take over when I get in trouble—when I want to go on a date, the horse stays home looking like me, doing homework.
The horse can do everything first then show me how, I'd learn to gallop, to be an animal, a deer, perhaps, and how that felt. I'd live in the forest and drink from the stream and speak to animals that knew how to hibernate, I'd ask about the trouble they'd had and warn them about hunters. And the horse would be at school and come home all sweaty. Over the forest I'd fly, looking for food and love, looking for the falls in the forest, half person, half horse, doing more than we ever do! Till the magic went out. Slowly slowly I am becoming a horse, I will be a horse all my life, I used too much magic, went too many places, did too many things . . . I am becoming a horse, the horse is becoming me, he is forgetting he was the horse. In the little door of his mind he thinks of his past of animals, he feels a little bad, but there's a whole new life ahead for him, and I am becoming a wild horse, running with wild horses, traveling the world.
This poem by two eleven-year-olds becomes amazingly great. (Via this wonderful blog: jacket2.org/commentary/t... )
26.11.2023 18:36 — 👍 160 🔁 70 💬 11 📌 3I think about The Smoke aaalllll the time.
26.11.2023 19:16 — 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0He really is. And criminally underappreciated.
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“The more he ploughs his own strange furrow, the more humane his work becomes.”
Thrilled to bits that Lamb features in Simon Ings’ SF of the year.
www.thetimes.co.uk/article/305e...
Mundane horrors no. 23: Towards the end of summer, we found a wasps’ nest in the roof above our hallway. We were told to leave it be; it was late in the season. So we did, and for the last month or more, we’ve had dying wasps crawling down through the light fixtures and collapsing inside our shoes 💀
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Just over a week till LAMB is out, and a launch event at Dead Ink Bookshop, Liverpool, with writer/editor @garybudden.bsky.social 🌱
Tickets available here: eventbrite.com/e/lamb-book-launch-with-author-matt-hill-tickets-716465235807
More on the book at deadinkbooks.com/product/lamb
Excited to get this smart new Influx edition of WHERE FURNACES BURN, which was my gateway drug to Joel Lane’s amazing work. Genius cover by Vince Haig, too. Published in Oct. (Cheers @garybudden.bsky.social!)
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