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Does Mike visit the Enclave?

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  • Does Mike visit the Enclave?

    I know Mike is extremely busy, but does anyone know if he visits the enclave? Just a tad curious ;)
    Batman: It's a low neighborhood, full of rumpots. They're used to curious sights, which they attribute to alcoholic delusions.

    Robin: Gosh, drink is sure a filthy thing, isn't it? I'd rather be dead than unable to trust my own eyes!

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    I've seen him pop into forums other than the Q&A, though it is quite rare (as you say, the man must be immensely busy). I can't recall him ever posting in the Enclave, though.
    "Wounds are all I'm made of. Did I hear you say that this is victory?"
    --Michael Moorcock, Veteran of the Psychic Wars

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    • #3
      Mike's posted 7 messages in the Enclave - 6 in 2005 and 1 in 2006 (so far).

      4 related to the Michael Moorcock Audio Art Soundscape (MMAAS) thread.

      The other 3 were in:
      Newly Discovered Unpublished Poem!!!
      London Dates
      Artwork Challenge

      Hope that helps.
      _"For an eternity Allard was alone in an icy limbo where all the colours were bright and sharp and comfortless.
      _For another eternity Allard swam through seas without end, all green and cool and deep, where distorted creatures drifted, sometimes attacking him.
      _And then, at last, he had reached the real world – the world he had created, where he was God and could create or destroy whatever he wished.
      _He was supremely powerful. He told planets to destroy themselves, and they did. He created suns. Beautiful women flocked to be his. Of all men, he was the mightiest. Of all gods, he was the greatest."

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      • #4
        I'm going to start calling you Davimopaedia.
        "Wounds are all I'm made of. Did I hear you say that this is victory?"
        --Michael Moorcock, Veteran of the Psychic Wars

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        • #5
          Nah, I just know how to use the Search feature on this site.
          _"For an eternity Allard was alone in an icy limbo where all the colours were bright and sharp and comfortless.
          _For another eternity Allard swam through seas without end, all green and cool and deep, where distorted creatures drifted, sometimes attacking him.
          _And then, at last, he had reached the real world – the world he had created, where he was God and could create or destroy whatever he wished.
          _He was supremely powerful. He told planets to destroy themselves, and they did. He created suns. Beautiful women flocked to be his. Of all men, he was the mightiest. Of all gods, he was the greatest."

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          • #6
            Fine, if you want your nickname to be DJ 2-Much-Tyme, I can't stop it. But I think Davimopaedia sounds more dignified.
            "Wounds are all I'm made of. Did I hear you say that this is victory?"
            --Michael Moorcock, Veteran of the Psychic Wars

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            • #7
              Aside from being busy I think Mike also has a policy whereby he doesn't generally read unpublished stuff. It's just a practical consideration because otherwise he'd get swamped with material.

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              • #8
                Understandable - just curious really.
                Batman: It's a low neighborhood, full of rumpots. They're used to curious sights, which they attribute to alcoholic delusions.

                Robin: Gosh, drink is sure a filthy thing, isn't it? I'd rather be dead than unable to trust my own eyes!

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