I always remember that challenge with fondness — we were in the Winter Palace which is a gorgeous hotel on the Corniche in Luxor (Egypt) that month. I was writing my entry by the pool being vile about people with my sister
Re the April Fool prank — no such luck. The absence of genre comes from recent voicenote chats with
@The Big Peat about the subjectivity of genre terms and application. The theme comes from, well, my kinda-sorta obsession with the liminal.
Liminality is generally a ‘threshold’. For example there’s an insanely strange liminality around nine PM in the dusky twilight of Avebury stone circle just before proper nightfall ; that in-between strangelight. On Reddit there’s a sub called liminality with pictures of liminal spaces (these tend to be empty offices after closing hours with very little artificial lighting which isn’t exactly liminal. And also liminality isn’t restricted to space/place.) there’s a great set of liminal videos on YouTube called the Backrooms…
Liminality is nebulous and ethereal in its application and it’s the underpinning to most of my own fiction and definitely the literature I love. The title of my website landing page is ‘Welcome to the liminal’.
Hope that helps some way