Tag: Writing
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View from the window: Blurosaurus!
**WARNING: THIS POST CONTAINS SOME TERRIBLE IMAGES** Shocking view from the window today… absolutely terrible, in fact. I heard a strange rumbling noise outside, almost like a stampede, coming from the Grinds. I was on the ground floor, around back and I glanced out of the window, only to see dinosaurs running passed. Running in…
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Strange Things
Jean cautiously approached Athena, who was cradling the baby tenderly. “Could I have my child back, please?” Jean didn’t mean to sound as abrupt as she did. Athena stood, and reluctantly handed the gurgling bundle over. “He’s a lovely baby.” Athena said, “Maybe I was wrong about him.” Jean was confused. How could anyone be…
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The question
Why is a raven like a writing desk? What came first, the chicken or the egg? What is the sound of one hand clapping? When would when never happen? Why are some words the same but different? When can importance be irrelevant? At what point does new become old? How, when it’s warm, can you…
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Let the changes begin…
All of this talk about Phoenixes and new beginnings has set me thinking. Things need to change to remain fresh, and hopefully good. Things can’t stay the same. They have to evolve… adapt… update. And that is just what I’m doing. The first thing to go is a biggie. Hanging up my Cape Well, figuratively…
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Starlings
I’m still in Outer Space at the moment. Exploring various parts of the Universe that have only recently been discovered by us ‘mere’ Earthlings. Everywhere I look right now, I see the Phoenix. On the side of a lorry, in a book, in a blog post, on TV. It even cropped up whilst I was…