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
The Night Before…
A War of the Worlds Prequel “Have you packed every, dear?” “Yes, mum.” “You sure?” “I am.” “Heat ray?” “In my backpack” “Black smoke?” “Two canisters” “Passport?” “Mum… we’re … Continue reading
Life – infinite – Death
Well, look at these beauties! My new creative writing project is a short, non-linear story based around the theories of Boltzman, Everett, Schrodinger and Tegmark. It’s an experiment and a … Continue reading
Stanlow
This is a piece of visual poetry. The text was overlaid onto a picture of Stanlow and apes the night time skyline of the refinery. Unfortunately, wordpress compresses pictures quite substantially. … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 24
June 4th Spiggy sleeps closest to the door, so when Mook knocked, I kicked him out to answer it. Mook arrived with breakfast. Breakfast in bed is getting to be … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 23
June 3rd Mook is nowhere to be seen. He’s locked himself away and hasn’t responded except to push a note under his door that says ‘I’m okay’. Spiggy just rolled … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 22
After playing some Bach, which Spiggy dismissed as ‘music box rubbish’, we sat down for breakfast. Spig was his usual inscrutable self; Mook, again, had something on his mind. He … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 21
As expected, the skin wasn’t looking great; grey and squamous . . .
Going Home: Keats – Episode 20
When we opened the main doors. It was X-Ray Spex. I could hear X-Ray Spex!
Going Home: Keats – Episode 19
“Well it’s quite primal thing. A lot of animals sleep with their tribe. It’s safety, comfort and warmth. And we are just animals after all.”
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