Monday the 13th – Year of Elders, 1967 – The Village of Almado We’re all mirrors. All reflecting. All broken in some way, cracked from side to side, the fracture lines bringing with them our distortions. The way we can look at ourselves in what should be absolute clarity and yet somehow get ourselves all […]Read more "The Blue Jay’s Daughter: Commelina…Backwards, Part 19"
Sunday 8th – Year of Elders, 1967 – The Village of Almado I’ve been watching my mama move across the room. She glides. I watch her feet, waiting for them to touch the ground. They appear to, but study them closely and there is the tiniest fraction of space. My mama floats. I came back […]Read more "The Blue Jay’s Daughter: Commelina…Backwards, Part 8"
Thursday 21st – Year of Elders, 1967 – The Village of Almado The light is strange at night, it makes the surface of the pond look like glass–but not any kind of glass. This glass has strange properties. When you look into the glass you see yourself as you were, as you might have been, […]Read more "The Blue Jay’s Daughter: Commelina…Backwards, Part 2"
On Tuesday Spawn and I ventured out into the cold darkness of winter, quite appropriately as it happens, to see Thor 2. Now I kinda loathed Thor mark 1. Aside from the infrequent exposure of la Hemsworth’s outrageous bodily fortune I found it thin on the ground. Narrow. Despite the magnificence of Asgard, the delightful […]Read more "Thor and his Dark World… A Renfield Review"
A bookshop. Just any bookshop. It shouldn’t be. Margo is aware enough of that for it to hurt just sitting here on the rungs of this ladder that feels so familiar and yet isn’t. Everything feels the same way. Familiar and too strange. As if she’s seen this place on tv, and is busy having […]Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 45: Start With One"
If light were given voice, and screamed, what sound would it make? There’s a moment, when Margo pulls the cork from the bottle, and the Radiance realises what she’s done, that she knows that sound intimately. It is not a sound she can hear. It is beyond the capacity of her ears to process. This […]Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 44: I Have Seen the Light"
In the belly of darkness, Margo struggles along, searching. Rolf’s in here somewhere, heart and breath reduced to whispers, but still holding on, still waiting for her to find him, still waiting for his Moe. His agony rings in her like bells, resounding in the marrow of her. She wraps herself in it, taking as […]Read more "Umwelt: Darkness Flows Like A River Episode 41: In the Belly of Darkness"