Archive for December, 2012

happy, happy, happy

Dec 25 2012 Published by under Uncategorized

happyhappyhappy

now that i have celebrated by creating a hideous illustration i hope that we can put this nightmare in the past and just move on with our lives.

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the creative spark

Dec 19 2012 Published by under Uncategorized

John was bequeathed all of his wealthy aunt’s massive riches only to find that she was bankrupted and her estate had been liquidated to finance her debt. all that was left was a suitcase of no discernible financial consequence.

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absolution

Dec 17 2012 Published by under Uncategorized

Johns father had beaten him for as long as he could remember, and when he got old enough John paid for his father to be killed. but this story bores me because i dont believe that John should have to follow the narrative imperative of describing or proving his fallibility worthy of redemption, like Pip in Great Expectations for example and i almost dont think abused children should be held accountable. therefore it being within my power i simply remove the abuser from the world of this story as never having existed. John grew up in a regular household and lived a normal happy life.

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together with yourself

Dec 17 2012 Published by under Uncategorized

“It is better to be together with yourself than alone with others.”

– anonymous

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obsession

Dec 13 2012 Published by under Uncategorized

in a quiet seaside suburb a bus rushed down a hill. it was traveling towards the beach and some of the people on it were planning to swim or sunbathe. it was the afternoon but it had been a real summer day and the air was still hot. one of the passengers who was not going to the beach but to an appointment was a lady in a sun dress with a hat and a handbag in her lap. she had been perspiring before she had stepped on the bus but she was cooler now as all of the windows were open and the air was rushing over her. but the moisture on the back of her legs felt funny against the fabric of her dress on the vinyl of the seat. she could not decide whether it was uncomfortable or not. the motor of the bus was growling and roaring as it plunged towards the ocean.

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changeling

Dec 13 2012 Published by under Uncategorized

Jane always knew herself to be different from the rest, a different person.

“you are not a person” regally corrected her mother from somewhere between exasperation and hilarity “and stop calling yourself that ridiculous human name. incredibly ridiculous, you could not have chosen a more ridiculous name, you chose the most ridiculous deliberately, it is very provoking.”

Jane knew herself to be in actuality an authentic human trapped in her otherworldly self. she could not have been molded for a life in the faery land as she was a changeling. her spirit, or some similar human concept she supposed, something theoretically separable from coherent existence, had been switched at the beginning of time.

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castle

Dec 07 2012 Published by under Uncategorized

castle

once an art teacher complained to me of forever having to erase black lines from student drawings as in reality black lines do not actually mediate between objects and perspectives at all. i hope that this delightful illustration i have made adequately demonstrates how blatantly and woefully wrong she was as well as perhaps communicating some idea of the kinds of things i have been forced to endure for all of these years. except that the execution is pretty crap and oops i didnt give the sunbeams enough space but oh well i never can.

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slogan

Dec 07 2012 Published by under Uncategorized

just as
might be
imagined
but except
for such
things as

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child vampire

Dec 06 2012 Published by under Uncategorized

by the time Claudia was finally delivered we expected her brain to have been very damaged by the traumas of her birth. the flesh of her head was blue and black and sickly coloured for weeks after with bruising. my wife and i were only surprised and thankful that either of them had made it at all. there would be no more children for our family. but Claudia’s responses were good and for some time she seemed to develop normally for which we celebrated.

and so we were surprised by her early facility for reading, which i say must have been inherent to her, by the precocity she showed, which could not have been due to anything either of us did. her mother and i, having attained sound education and regarded well in our fields, were in any case within the range of what is considered normal, in every respect; Claudia on the other hand was special from the start. as soon as she spoke she was reading and almost as soon she was requesting books.

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