Author: Arch Copy
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Slow Writing on Sunny Monday
There was nothing unusual about Alan Pearce – he ate breakfast, he liked golf; perfectly normal. Rocking the boat wasn’t in a day’s work for Alan Pearce and he liked to keep to a fairly strict schedule in life. But what happened to Alan Pearce just wasn’t normal, not even nearly normal in fact. Like…
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The Books That I blame
A list of books that decided how I would view the world This is a reading list for a person who wants to spend their life chasing a story that isn’t there, choosing isolated (and orchestrated) moments of perfect destruction over unlaboured happiness. White Oleander, Janet Fitch Beauty in decay, night magic, broken girls. The…
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RE: A White Rabbit
I thought what I wrote yesterday was about a writer I admire called Rachel R. White, but it was actually about me and how I have always over-glamorised the Dostoyevskian/Nabokovian/Chekhovian/RUSSIAN beauty of desolation. Don’t tell me the moon is shining: show me the glint of light on broken glass. Anton Chekhov It was clearly (in…
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A White Rabbit
Married? Barely. To her own op-shop brand of boyfriend. Hunkered down in a grit-dust apartment with crystals in the bed. A bra tangled artfully around a broken comb, arranged on a book of poems no publisher would see. There’s a cat somewhere, dragging life through the stale rooms. White hair, a 60s carpet that comes…
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