Phantom Limbs, Withheld Worlds, and the Quatermass Experience (Part Three)
In Quatermass and the Pit, Kneale’s ‘Hobbs End’ is London’s wound reopening. Agoraphobia is the private version of that reopening; the moment the body realises its access to the world … Continue reading →
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The Ghosts of Ash and the Nuclear Spectre (Part Two)
If Hiroshima haunts through absence, the Titanic haunts through overexposure. The Titanic has been replayed, retold, reconstructed, and reanimated so many times that it barely qualifies as an event anymore. It … Continue reading →
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Namaste, or: What Keeps Coming Back (in a Slightly Worse Mood) (Part 1)
We were almost at the top when we heard it. Not music exactly, more a pressure system. A low drone with delusions of grandeur, stretching itself between notes like a … Continue reading →
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A Dance in the Labyrinth (II): Heroes, Games, and the Supermarket as Mythic Space
We are fond of saying that we live in a mythless age. What we usually mean is that we no longer believe in gods. But belief was never the engine. … Continue reading →
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Haunted When the Minutes Drag.
I’m not usually one for blowing my own trumpet. If there’s one thing that is going to ever scupper my chances as being a well known author, its that I … Continue reading →
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The Gentle Violence of Obsolescence Vs the Thingness of Stuff (Part One)
Nostalgia is often described as a feeling, which flatters it enormously. Feelings are flighty. They arrive late, leave early, and can usually be distracted with a cup of tea. … Continue reading →
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The Treachery of Doors
Doorways are where time goes to hesitate. Not dramatically. Not with any particular flair. A small, almost polite pause, like a sentence without its verb, your inattention assumed. A doorway … Continue reading →
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When the Future Becomes Administrative
At some point, the future stops behaving like a direction and starts behaving like an obligation. This isn’t dramatic. Nothing collapses. There’s no moment you could point to later and … Continue reading →
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The Spiral: Six Attempts to Notice While the System Keeps Running 6
VI EXIT OPTIONS, CURRENTLY UNAVAILABLE Death is where the simulation’s documentation collapses into rumour, marketing copy, and contradictory FAQs. If this were a transparent system, the exit would come with clear … Continue reading →
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The Spiral: Six Attempts to Notice While the System Keeps Running 5
V. NON‑PLAYER CHARACTERS WITH ETERNAL SHIFT ROTAS The second clue is dialogue. Conversations in this world often unfold like you are selecting options from a menu that someone else designed. … Continue reading →
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