Hello? Hi? Ehhhugh, hum?Y'all? D'ye exist?I exist?Anyone? Anyone at all? But, no. Nobody did exist.But somebody must have.Existed, that is.Otherwise this wouldn't exist. But what is existence without purpose? Is that just, sorta, being? Like a thing. Y'know, not really there, but not not there. An object, formless, but there, not really there, but uh, in time and space. I don't really get it, y'know.Anything.But isn't th...
Had it been three months since everything changed? Marcus remembered that day as if it were only yesterday. He got up that morning, same time as always, six sharp. He ate breakfast, fed the cat and took the dog for a walk. It was the same as every morning. The cat, Nemo was a gift from his ex-wife. They had a love hate relationship, the cat and he. Every time he tried to touch the damn creature, Nemo hissed and bit at him...
*Warning - This is not a complete story and there will be no conclusion posted on this website.* The famous and world-renowned scientist, C. Nile, has been making breakthroughs in the field of science for the last 80 years, creating such notable products like artificial nails, gorilla glue, and the plunger. But today was one that would go down in history. He was just putting the finishing touches on his newest device that...
And then I shot up from bed. The weather is acting up. I had a bad dream, but what was it? I can’t remember. . . Wait, where is she? Is she okay? I have to check up on her. I don’t know why, but I think she’s in danger! This is what the boy thought to himself as he awoken from an unpleasant slumber, only to be confronted with these feelings of concern and uncertainty. The boy gets up from his bed. He sees that it is dark...
I stroke my beard,am I weird? Well you have to be weirdto wield a beard!Like a Lord,I strut about with a sword.Am I a Lord? No, but I have a sword!A bacon sandwich,I eat at Nantwich.I have a stitch,Oh, bloody sandwich!I’m an ordinary man,eating a sandwich,but I didn’t planon going to Nantwich.I wanted a beer,but there wasn’t one here,so I went to Nantwichand ate a sandwich. Now off I goto drink a beerwith a queerand say “...
Palpable is the frustration of inability to be bothered to write. Frustration is reading that first sentence back and realising how fucking clumsy it is, though it does arguably get the point across. Satisfaction is having written a paragraph and moving on to a second one, but annoyance is not being able to think of where to take it. Soreness is the head that is scratched... Because who the fuck doesn’t scratch their head...
Cannonball! I’m going faster than one. Slowly walking down the hall. Can I say this? It isn’t a direct quote from Oasis, but, if you’ve heard the song, you’ll know it. If you don’t, it’s called Champagne Supernova. I know the laws. They are stupid. Let’s face it, the only reason bands release albums. No, wait, I’m wrong. Can I start again? Good. It’s my musing, I can do what I want! Right, one of the reasons bands release...
Bread and butter. It’s simple and beautiful in its simplicity. It is one of those things that always comes through in a pinch. Whenever I’m hungry and there’s nothing else, I make myself a bit of bread and butter and it makes me happy.It’s the simple things that make me happy and you don’t get much simpler than bread and butter. I had some amazing bread a while ago. It was salt and pepper French bread. I wasn’t too keen o...
You wouldn’t pay any attention to her because she was one of the unattractive invisible. But that was exactly her thing. A woman of the common masses. She didn’t party, didn’t go to church, didn’t rock and roll. She wore her coarse dark hair braided and left it unwashed. She balanced thick, clear-rimmed glasses on the pinched bridge of her nose. Across her narrow sloped shoulders she hung a dingy navy-blue nylon jacket th...
