They’ll be afraid to commit suicide, and so will their children. Because if I do go on in this frame of mind and continue to support them, I shall teach them to be like I am, and they’ll go on, dragging it out to support their children, and they won’t enjoy it. Or I identify with my children, and I think of them going on without me and nobody to support them. Because there might really be after all eternal damnation. So if you think that’s the way things are, you might as well commit suicide right now. And these mechanics–doctors–are trying to help you out, but they really can’t succeed in the end, and you’re just going to fall apart, and it’s a grim business, and it’s just too bad. And you, poor thing, have to put up with being put into a body that’s falling apart, that gets cancer, that gets the great Siberian itch, and is just terrible. It is a mechanism, it is electronic and neurological mechanisms into which you somehow got caught. Because if you seriously go along with this idea of the world, you’re what is technically called alienated. People who had an advantage to make, a game to play by putting it down, and making out that because they put the world down they were a superior kind of people. Marsh was a prolific writer and wrote almost 80 volumes of fiction as well as many short stories, across many genres from horror and crime to romance and humour.But however, you see, this whole idea that the universe is nothing at all but unintelligent force playing around and not even enjoying it is a putdown theory of the world. This would turn out to be his greatest commercial success and added some much-needed gravitas to his literary reputation.
The use of his mother's maiden name as part of it seems both a release and a lifeline.A stroke of very good fortune arrived with his novel The Beetle published in 1897. Shortly thereafter the name 'Richard Marsh' began to appear in the literary periodicals.
In order to be well away from the scandal and damage this had caused to his reputation Heldmann adopted a pseudonym on his release from jail. In April 1884 He was sentenced to 18 months hard labour. It appears Heldman was prone to issuing forged cheques to finance his lifestyle. In October 1882, Heldmann was promoted to co-editor of Union Jack, a popular magazine, but his association with the publication ended suddenly in June 1883. By his early 20's Heldmann began publishing fiction for the myriad magazine publications that had sprung up and were eager for good well-written content. Richard Bernard Heldmann was born on 12th October 1857, in St Johns Wood, North London.
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