Crawling out in the second person.
Falling into the hole and climbing back out.
October 8, 2005 · Leave a comment
You are standing in a dimly lit hallway. Around you rise the screams of the undead.
What I was doing last night until it was far too early in the morning.
August 25, 2005 · Leave a comment
Chalk outlines of the subconscious mind.
Thoughts and dreams during a storm on a tour in Atlanta.
March 31, 2005 · Leave a comment
Pip, pip, cheerio, all that rot.
Just received, via Royal Mail, somewhat definitive proof [1] that my writing has gone international–a program, from Vince Pham, for the production of 2 Plays, 5 Sketches . . . … Continue reading
June 19, 2003 · Leave a comment