First contact, about an hour ago
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First contact, about an hour ago
Freddie Forsyth is dead. Author of The Day of the Jackal and more of that ilk. As dodgy a character in real life as any in his books. Like Jeffrey Archer, wrote thrillers for the home county set. End of an era – end of a profitable genre too, perhaps.
Hastings this am...
Woke up to find a Chinese company who I’ve dealt with previously has successfully billed my credit card four times for goods not ordered. It’s a lot of money. Credit card company says – “wait for the good to arrive, then see if you can return them for a refund”. This is so wrong! All my morning will now be devoted to sorting this out
What people don’t understand about the London Book Fair is that, like other book fairs, it goes out of its way to prevent authors from “bothering” agents. I’ve never minded that at all, but let it pass. More seriously, it’s still very hard for new agents to just wander around and meet publishers. You would think that the whole point of a fair... wouldn’t you?
My life. For days. It really is coming together...
Was never able to successfully make sauerkraut in Baker St. Don’t know why, but each attempt came out mouldy However, first attempt in Hastings has just turned out wonderfully! Sea air…?
So I spent the evening toying around with DeepSeek, the Chinese ChatGPT-killer, running it locally on a machine here. Truthfully, it feels pretty much the same as ChatGPT, although the interface has been tuned to feel friendlier, to the extent of being somewhat conspiratorial – which an odd affectation for a program. It let’s you in on its “reasoning” process, which is interesting the first few times, then quickly pales. Main thing is… it’s free to run on your own machine! Hard to see how the others can compete against that.
Former close friend of E Musk delivers insider’s view of his pathology. Much as we all suspected.
I do declare... voting is now open!
Been shorn, given my locks to the (nesting) birds. Felt oddly like I was propitiating them. So part of me will soon be nurturing fledglings...
I didn't like all of David Lynch's projects by any means; but I always liked the fact that there was a David Lynch.
Now, there's not
Two foxes in the frosty garden this morning, mating. Apparently this takes an hour or more. Judging by the screams, I’d say it isn’t entirely enjoyable? Or maybe I’m just not a fox…
The Litopia website, litopia.com, is currently down. This doesn’t affect the Colony, nor will it affect today’s Huddle.
English channel before dawn this morning
Just shared the Ant Game publicly… pass it around! The Ant Game – Litopia
Impossible sunset, this is Hastings, not Hawaii!
It’s been a raging storm here for 48 hours now. Unsafe to walk outside, the gusts will have you over.
Just to say, One Perfect Sentence is slightly delayed this month... Other stuff has been happening But we'll be kicking it off next week.
Six months living on a building site, finally getting a few books on the shelves, which feels so nice
I hope that @Jason L. won't mind me sharing this, but he is in the direct path of Hurricane Milton right now, and it looks even scarier than the last one. He says:
"The 75 and 4 Eastbound are clogged with evacuees, and major arteries are mostly traffic going inland. Barrier islands closed save for local traffic."
As far as I know he's still at home, but there's no internet so comms are difficult. I know that everyone here sends him and everyone else in its path the best thoughts of love and care that we can do.
Bexhill, this morning. But where is Daddery Funeralcare?
We're bringing in a new system for creating projects in the Lab today. Until it's functional, you may find that you can't create projects or upload material. More in a few hours.
Looking for a pub in this part of town, Google offers me two alternatives... Could they be related, perchance?
Doing some work on the Blog Section here. Will announce when done, in the meantime, pls just ignore.
Throwing out endless amounts of meaningless accretions, just fallen upon a copy of Verlaine’s Rimbaud, unread. Why this now? There’ll be a reason, so let’s begin...
Exactly what I always assumed Hastings would be like on a summer afternoon. And yes, the band is deliriously out of tune...
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