Prologue

I've been told you can only become a better writer by writing. Hence, this blog. Though I belong to the kind of people - "perfectionists" - who prefer to hone their craft till the end of time before sharing it with the world, there won't be any time left after the end of time (presumably),…

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[Riddle] I come from above, I come from below

Fantasy nerd that I was - and still am - my friends and I used to write riddles for each other. Here's an old one, see if you can guess what it is! I come from aboveI come from belowI live within youYou still need me though I am thousands of millionsBut together I'm oneI…

[First-page-review] Bridge of Clay

Does what it says on the tin: my spoiler-free analysis of a novel’s first page, because that is where you decide to read on or return the book to its shelf. Disclaimer: when I say spoiler-free… I won’t give away any specific plot points or character developments. I might, however, comment generally on how the…

The Abandoned Blog

Like an empty cave with some old drawing scratched into the wall that nobody remembers... I have been away from the Internet a little longer than announced but as the end of summer draws near I fully intend to pick up the promised habit of blogging once again. Speaking of promises, once upon a time…

Never is Not True [new song lyrics]

I don't believe in molecules, she saidI cannot count them allThe gods are far too big for meBut molecules too small Everything has no exceptionNothing is too few for meComprehend my contemplationSet me free How unreal realityIs novelty not newKnowing now is neverlastingNever is not true Change is the only constant I knowTo be known…

Dreaming about the Axiom of Causality

How many times a day do you use the word "because?" I dreamed cause and effect were fictitious concepts. If you learned to discard this illusion, you would see the world as it truly was: completely and utterly random. And the world looked exactly the same, only scarier.

Reading list for August (hooray more books!)

What do you mean, I haven't finished my previous reading list? These are the kind of lists meant to be endless and eternal. That said, I finished Bridge of Clay yesterday, so I'll publish my first-page-review of that soon. But now on to my new library haul: The Master and Margarita & Miss Peregrine's Home…

Holiday, Off & Away

A wise friend and brilliant writer once told me that creativity, inspiration and the likes often come out of periods of emptiness and doing-nothing. I'm about to put that theory to the test! Known more commonly as "vacation," I'll be away from this blog and probably the Internet in general (except for checking how to…

Pelican Dream

In a large, castle-like building, I'm attending a class I don't like amidst piles of rubbish and rubble. Suddenly, from between the discarded objects, a small pelican emerges. I catch him, he is fluffy, and my friend C. opens a window to let him out. But the first thing that stupid bird does is find…

Two-Second Street Snippets

People walking down my street don't realise everything they say is carried upward through my open window, perfectly audible. Most of the time I get incomprehensible fragments of conversation but sometimes the perfect, two-second highlight is delivered right into my lap. Here are my three most recent - and utterly random - examples: A high…

Train of Thought [Short Story 5/5]

For previous parts, click here The door swung open and Benji found himself blinded by the sun, rolled up on a pair of seats. He stumbled out of the train. Little lights were exploding everywhere and he tried to blink them away. The station, small and picturesque , was swaying before his eyes. He made…