Outside the odd essay, short story assignment, countless poems (well, countable, but who really wants to spend their time doing that?) I haven't really completed any writing. All examples previously written have either been set by a school, or are so short they can be completed within an A4 page ( Read more... )

( Purge )

( Breakfast of champions )

( On the 7th day he woke )

Last night I was blessed with a cancellation of plans leaving me with an open evening and no one to see. Walking the streets of East Van on a tuesday night one can find oneself with too many option. I chose the option of seeing Micheal Moore's Capitalism: a Love story for $6 (turns out tight arse tuesday seems like a universal tradition :) ) wealth ( Read more... )

( grey clouds, blue skies )

Two weeks of trekking through jungle had not seemed an impossible venture on the first night. It had seemed as far away as the next century with no point of hoping it would arrive, wearied head down and forlorn, unsure it was still welcomed in the house of Now. Through the tears of loss and heartache the night had seemed as endless as the sky which ( Read more... )

I should be walking home. I'm running out of time and I really need to get to work. I should be logging off and simply walking away, but I'm Fucking furious. I'm furious because someone I slept with, someone I was intimate with, someone I shared a bed with and a small portion of my life is happy with the idea that a man can kill prostitutes and ( Read more... )

( Tomorrow when the journey began )

( Apocalypse When: A series of vignettes about life for the last person left on earth. Part 1 )