this thing with wings

this thing with wings

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Simón sits at his computer, trying to write. Books and a chess board are on the desk beside him.

seville disobedience

trivial pursuits

In the 1999 Spanish/French film Nadie conoce a nadie (Nobody Knows Anybody), written and directed by Mateo Gil, and based on the novel by Juan Bonilla, protagonist Simón is an aspiring novelist who is struggling to write. In a conversation with his girlfriend’s father, over a game of

Members of the Knights of Good power-walk towards the camera holding computer equipment, in The Guild web series.

extremely online

internet incarnate

Once upon a time, the internet was for weirdos. It wasn’t normal to spend a lot of time on there, and if you did, it was considered a kind of incredibly nerdy, aberrant, even antisocial behaviour. For some of us, though, before the internet became the world from which

novel habitual

The other day I did a quick count of all the novels I finished reading over the last year. I counted just three. This doesn’t include a few thick tomes that I got only partway through, which probably amounts to a few books in itself. It doesn’t include

Neo and Trinity falling through the air in The Matrix Resurrections.

through the looking hole

i fly or i fall

[The following contains spoilers for all the Matrixes, and briefly touches on the theme of suicide.] As the credits rolled after I watched The Matrix Resurrections for the first time, I felt curiously indifferent, like the positives and negatives had exactly cancelled each other out. My feeling was that this

tune in

We make music for different reasons. We listen to music for different reasons. We listen out for different things in the music. Most people listen to a song and they listen to the words and the song in their car and they're singing the words to the song

gothic like it's hot

double denim

They 'remastered' my favourite hot mess of a video game. Is this really what the world needed? I honour the unlikeliness and absurdity of the act itself. May we all seek to preserve such legacies, in recognition of that which is artistically ambitious yet questionable and a total

couldn’t i be writing?

couldn’t i be writing?

Maybe this doesn’t have to be about any one thing, any one obligation. There are so many different kinds. Public and private. Fiction and un-fiction. Anything and everything. Start on something new. Revisit or rework. Write a hundred different things. I’ve been thinking about a term often used:

the first

It’s a difficult time to decide to write and publish online. There are so many reasons not to bother at all. Maybe you feel like you really want to write because you’re supposed to write because it’s what you’ve always done, but the working world (ugh)