Dreaming of Wheelchair-bound Priests

I went to bed pretty late last night (the missus was working so I kept her company in wakefulness). I rarely dream but I guess it was the altered sleep cycle (or Catholic guilt) that led to my vision of a wheelchair-bound priest in the moments before I woke up.
He was bespectacled, with a […]

Finding Meaning

Richard Linklater’s 2001 cinematic experiment Waking Life had a profound impact on me, not so much because of the content of the film as for the style in which that content was delivered. Bob Sabiston’s superfreaky animation software that caused the characters to bob and weave while spouting dialogue I didn’t always understand left me […]

Visiting the Bar

Over the past few days I’ve struggled with my stories, wrestled with them like they were alligators or oily men in an akhada.
Which doesn’t mean I’m not proud of them, it’s just that the ‘flow’ became a trickle after the Nine Inch Nails (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7) stories and so naturally, like […]

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