Midsomer, as it is sometimes called by our more trad minded staff, is upon us which means that Peter S. Beagle, one of our revered Oak Kings, has a story called ‘Mr. McCaslin’ for us.
Oh, you want to know what Peter’s tale is about? A fortnight ago, Peter told me in the Pub over Imperial pints of properly served Young’s Double Chocolate Stout that it’s ‘Another Bronx neighborhood story — I may do all four like that, if nobody minds. At first I thought it was going to be about a were-cocker spaniel…but stories have minds of their own, in the end, and while there’s still a dog and an old man in the version I finished and recorded, they aren’t at all the same dog and old man I originally sat down to write about. Memory and the creative subconscious, which I am deliberately mingling here, came up with something altogether more interesting.’ Oh, cool!
You can hear Peter tell his story here.
This is posted here and at Sleeping Hedgehog.