I am painfully aware that I am not ‘giving’ enough on The Black Narcissus right now.
Last year was a flood of post-operative psychology melanged with perfume.
This year is like a desert in comparison. I apologize.
The book IS happening though – and it is extremely exciting indeed, but coupled with work ( don’t ask !), and god knows whatever else ( life : body : future : japaneseness ) I feel… taken by the tides.
the above is a photo I took last thursday when walking The Hill.
It definitely reminded me of The