London is a haunted place. It's not the cobblestone streets. It’s not the royals and the eerie presentation of their things. It’s what escapes the façade. The bell in the tower rings, then echoes after.
Iron spires outside the palace scream bloody murder. Outside its gates a river surges, silent in the frame of a window on a train. An electric green expanse incandescent in the quiet rain.
It's not the home Virginia Woolf owned, but the magnolia tree beneath which someone once scattered her ashes. A slight wind blows her thin leaves over.
That I was in town to attend a symposium about the intersection of psychoanalysis and the occult, made my experience of this city uncanny. It was everywhere I've ever been before but can't remember. If there's a belief these fields hold close, it's that history takes its toll, unbeknownst to us. It’s that we have to learn to live with our ghosts.
I was asked to review the symposium, organized by Dr. Vanessa Rawlings Sinclair of Das Unbehagen, and Carl Abrahamsson, of Edda Publishing, for the online journal Metempsychosis. I invite you to read my review, and if you like what you read, to purchase the complete compilation of all participants' work, due out in January in a special edition of The Fenris Wolf.
For notifications regarding the book's release, subscribe to Edda Publishing’s newsletter, and follow the symposium's official page, where organizers Carl and Vanessa will announce its release party, The music featured in this post is written and performed by Val Denham, whose album "I Saw Myself in Your Dreams Last Night," celebrated at the conference, can be purchased via Norman Records.