Amseleff, as far as I know, is fictional.  It doesn’t exist and has no meaning in any language I could find (at least by a quick Google search).  It came to me in a dream and is now the name of a fictional place to gather various stories about people, places, thoughts and dreams; fictional and not-so-fictional.

The stories here are about this fictional place and its inhabitants.  They are rough drafts that may, or may not, become part of a book.  It is simply the space for which I am working out what story needs telling.  I only know the stories are from and about Amseleff.