Category: Wonderings
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Books Four and Five
Quite honestly, the Ackroyd was a bust. It wasn’t poorly written, just oh so dull. The trouble with translating very old stories from the original French is that you end up with quite odd prose. Stiff and abrupt. I found it very tiresome indeed and didn’t enjoy it at all. On to three and four.…
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Fuck Your Sorries and Screw Your Sermons
You’re small in death. Reduced to this sack of flesh, bolstered only by the grim mechanics of belated cosmetic attention. I hate you. You’re not him. This is a body dragged out to take his place. That suit’s brand new, and without the pirate smile all I see is a stranger’s face. Fuck you, I’m…
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Is e ‘n t-ionnsachadh òg an t-ionnsachadh bòidheach
I have finished the three books about Lewis, the Northern-most island of the Hebrides. I really did find Mr Shock of Tousled Blonde Curls INSUFFERABLE by the end, but the scenery made up for it. My hunger for wild and cruel landscapes is at an all time high. But now back to the library. Next…
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I Love Copywriters
I love copywriters. I always say I don’t know any because I like to perpetuate the myth that we are a proud and secretive bunch but really I ‘know’ lots – just not in real life. If you can call my life beyond the internet real life. I barely remember what that is. But anyway,…
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