Photo by Mauricio de Souza
If you were in the queue for the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen signing last month you probably got handed a leaflet. This was obviously to give you something to do while you loitered in the carpark of the Co-op, but it was also to let you – our temporarily captive audience – know what you can expect in the future from the lovely bearded bloke with the biscuits at the front of the line.
Weren’t there? Well, it’s okay. This version has pictures.
UNEARTHING: Due November 2012
A new softcover edition of the previous deluxe slipcased thing which grew out of a piece written for for Iain Sinclair‘s London: City of Disappearances.
“When Iain Sinclair, who at least in my opinion is the boss of psychogeography, asked me to contribute to his anthology, the brief was that I should write about something that had disappeared, is disappearing or would disappear, somewhere within the confines of London,” said Alan in a great, long interview over at Wired.
“And I started to think about [author, orientalist and occultist] Steve Moore, who is a unique individual, the last of his line — although he is still in fine health, to be realistic, although none of us are going to live forever. And I thought that when Steve had disappeared it was important that a record of his very unusual life should be left behind by one of the people who knew him well enough to tell it. Because Steve has lived all of his life in the same house on top of a hill overlooking London, and in fact to this day sleeps five or six paces away from the spot where he was born, then the place that Steve has lived all of his life became as much of a character in the story as Steve himself.
So I started to research Shooter’s Hill, the environment in which he has always lived … which is a very unusual hill. Millions of years ago, a chalk fault [on] the north side of the hill collapsed, and formed the entire Thames Valley, without which there would be no river Thames, without which there would be no London.”
Back in print after a long absence from our shelves: Alice, Dorothy and Wendy in lush pencils and few clothes, illustrated by the very excellent Melinda Gebbie.
NEMO – HEART OF ICE: February 2013
The next League book hoves into view: it’s Jules Verne meets H.P. Lovecraft in a 48-page one-shot set in Antarctica, in the 1920s. That’s all we’ve got to go on at the moment but keep your eyes to the Gosh! Blog and we’ll reveal details as they come.
FROM HELL COMPANION: March 2013
Artist Eddie Campbell digs up unseen gems from his extensive archives – never-before-seen sketches, scripts, photos, and anecdotes from the making of the graphic novel. But it’s not just a collection of leftover stuff from a shoebox in the attic: this is a making-of the likes of which we haven’t seen before, where somehow the story of how the book happened is arguably more interesting than the book itself. Hyperbole? Oh, maybe. But sometimes the making-of is better than the thing itself. We’ve all seen Werner Herzog’s Fitzcarraldo: Burden of Dreams: they actually dragged the boat over the mountain. Moore and Campbell did not actually kill prostitutes in London’s East End, though. That conspiracy theory holds no water at all.
JERUSALEM: Autumn 2013
Moore‘s highly anticipated second novel is almost complete: 31 chapters out of 35 are in the publisher’s hands.
“It’s some of the most readable stuff that I’ve probably ever written,” said Moore over at the FPI Blog. “I’ve just finished the second third of it, and the first third is similar to Voice of the Fire in that it jumps around a bit from narrator to narrator and from time to time, and it’s all set in Northampton, but it’s got a different tone, it’s much more approachable.
The second section reads like, well, I’ve described it as reading like a savage hallucinating Enid Blyton. It’s because there’s a gang of ghost children that are the main characters, and even though there are very adult things happening all around them, there’s something about having a group of children that makes it into an Enid Blyton story, even though the background of the story and everything that’s happening is completely mental.
I’ve just started the third book which looks to be a bit more poetic, a bit more experimental, but, as a whole, I think that the difficulty with this book, it won’t be getting through the first chapter, it’ll just be picking it up! It goes beyond criticism because nobody’s going to be able to actually lift it.”
It’s a massive thing clocking in at an estimated 750, 000 words, whereas most novels clock in at around 70 to 100 thousand. It’s even longer than David Foster Wallace‘s Infinite Jest, a book so impractically thick that people have actually sawn it in half.
Here are 35 minutes of Moore reading from the book at Northampton’s public library.
You can have the rest next year.