Narrative fiction, as yet without pictures, videos, sound clips, just like literature was until the mid 20th century.
Friday, 6 November 2015
Big Brother Is Watching
By the way this blogging platform lets me see the countries of my latest viewers. If you're still watching, Russia, don't be a stranger...
Is there anyone out there?
Sorry I haven't posted. I don't have any fresh fiction to put up, my daily life is a long string of disasters and I haven't quite mustered the mustard to start plastering a confessional of confusion across this wall.
Let's see how ballsy I can get. Random thoughts from the dark shit-floored fungus barracks of my mind:
- Sobriety is a precondition of, and not a substitute for, sanity.
- Writing is an act of faith and belief that within the Void something is listening and if not approving at least appreciating the message and the medium.
- From today's Daily Reflections: "On the days when I am grateful, good things seem to happen in my life. The instant I start cursing things in my life, however, the flow of good stops.
That's all for now. Thanks for stopping by.
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