It finally came - i ordered it on a whim & now I hold the slim maroon volume in my hand. "The Tiger Garden: a book of writer's dreams"
on one of the pre-pages is this quote from Anna Kavan's Sleep Has His House:
“Are you afraid of tigers? Do you hear them padding all around you on their fierce fine velvet feet?
The speed of the growth of tigers in the nightland is a thing which ought to be investigated by the competent authority. You start off with one, about the size of a mouse, and before you know where you are he’s twice the size of the Sumatra tiger which defeats all comers in that hemisphere. And then, before you can say Knife (not a very tactful thing to say in the circumstances anyhow), all his boy and girl friends are gathered round, your respectable quiet decorous docile night turns itself into a regular tiger-garden. Wherever you look, the whole night is full of tigers leaping and loping and grooming their whiskers and having a wonderful time at your expense. There isn’t a thing you can do about it apparently.”
perhaps there is no monopoly on fantastic dreams.
i want to hear their stories.
the journey begins at moonrise.
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