Archive for August, 2009

Footprints in the butter

Unless you’ve been hid­ing under … well, an ele­phant since about June, you’ll be well aware that the superb word­smith and web per­son­age known as xTx has declared this to be Ele­phant Sum­mer. Since you’re all clever people who went through school, I’m sure you don’t need me to remind you what ele­phants are. That’s […]

Blogging as therapy #1

In this new — and God help you all, let’s hope mer­ci­fuily short — series of posts, I am seek­ing to shake, punch and kick some life into the dis­eased, fetid corpse of blog­ging by hark­ing back to the medium’s golden age. When blog­ging used to be about the tedi­ous minu­tiae of one’s life. When […]

A nasty case of Dead Writer Syndrome

… as in: you prob­ably thought I was dead, but I’m not. But also: I have a piece of writ­ing / fic­tion / prose (whatever you wish to call it) in the new issue of online lit­er­ary magazine > kill author. You can read my con­tri­bu­tion here. It fea­tures bar­codes. It does not fea­ture paragraphs. […]

Caffeine suicide

An over­whelm­ing sense of self-loathing makes me want to shoot myself in the head in the middle of Star­bucks, spray­ing slith­ers of my brain and skull shrapnel into the Soy Lattes and Tall Skinny Hold The Froth No In Fact Give Me More Froth Give Me More More More Froth Until I Froth From The […]