Friday, 20 November 2015


it isn't edgy whatever edgy is even supposed to mean when some dick spends his trust fund on a coffee shop whose schtick is being cuntishly and unfunnily mean to women poor people etc. and "pulling" pork definitely isn't edgy now fucking maccy dees are into it and it wasn't anyway even when it was all artisan and beards and tattoos and allllll thattttttttttttt

Saturday, 7 November 2015


"Perhaps love finds its most perfect expression in a gesture. Her hand curved around his hand. The human memory is deeply versed in wordless acts, best at retaining the quiet moments of tentative contact..."
from Julia by Otto de Kat

Another moment, then, when fiction rings truer than truth, with a few lines of a novel adding weight and substance to a notion I've had somewhere towards the tip of my own tongue for many years. It's been there for about 20 years now, placed, I am sure, by the echo of an instant that has never left me.

I am lying in the dark in a narrow bed in a back bedroom of a second floor flat in ulica Kielecka in Kraków. I believe the girl lying next to me is fast asleep. Somehow, in shifting the position of her body, she places her foot lightly against my calf. The sole of her foot rests there for a while, feeling cool at first but growing warmer from the contact. Its imprint hasn't faded.

Thursday, 22 October 2015

Wednesday, 14 October 2015


It's a long story, but I've ended up playing D&D (AD&D 1E, in fact) again after a gap of way more than 20 years. I dusted off the old rulebooks and starting preparing a few adventures feeling sure that my interest in the game would peter out very quickly. But that's not how it's turned out. I've been finding not only the actual game sessions but also the prep (way, way easier in the digital age than it was in the 1980's) to be much more enjoyable than I'd anticipated. I know, right? Nerdtastic. Anyhow, while doing some of the aforesaid prep, I stumbled upon an infographic (author unknown) which may tickle anyone familiar with both RPGs and Maslow's hierarchy of needs:

Sunday, 13 September 2015


The corrupt cannot imagine people different from themselves; they can only imagine people who have succeeded in hiding their true nature.

Danilo Kiš, The Book of Kings and Fools

Tuesday, 8 September 2015

the changing of the seasons

caramel coloured feet
and pale blue toenails,
even as the sky sets into its blank whiteness
for the long sunless autumn
and the winter beyond it,
on this windy rock
in a chilly sea.