This is an age that doesn’t need a double since any individual is already two people by a simple act of inadvertence. The peppery surface of an electronic screen. Its sim doesn’t have to be real, it has only to be a world. Obviously, we are talking about a cultural creation – reality. Like the concept ‘normal’… [Read more…]
June 6, 2008
If prose is a line of ants then I can only write one ant at a time; moreover, they aren’t all following the same script.
May 18, 2008
Everything changes - . Looks the same. Old things come back and I don’t know my own ignorance – at all. And keep tripping over it. The grass wires at each step snag my toes – a water of string – the proposition of knowing one’s ignorance is past grasping. Suppose a glass tank filled with… [Read more…]
November 2, 2007
Most of my writing is form of place-holding. A kind of ’something ought to go here’ gesture, so that I can remember – if vaguely – that I need to keep thinking about this. You try out different things, often half-heartedly. They are all place-holders, some better than others; some just bad, stupid; some near the… [Read more…]
November 1, 2008
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