With the quickening of the contemporary world, the new technologies and paths to knowledge that make it possible to witness everything under the sun and beyond before breakfast, it may seem we are in an age where everything is new. And yet even a brief survey of the contents spilling across the page-screens of today [...]
As a writer who predominately learned the craft through the careful study of authorial techniques in stories I’ve read, it grows progressively difficult to read (or otherwise consume) narratives, as the majority use only a small handful of techniques so that, within the first five pages or five minutes, you already know exactly where the [...]
Every so often I’ll nose around local message boards to take the pulse of my community, occasionally finding amidst the name calling and amusing Surrealist rewrites of Tubthumper something worth thinking about deeper. Today it was a thread on statements that invalidate arguments, most of which were expected, but a number of people seemed to [...]
I always try and see the Perseid meteor shower each August for years now, catching them in various intense situations – being the only one to see them, glimpsing through stormclouds and moonlight, suddenly lying on the concrete to stare at the burning rain – almost a ritual in honor to how spectacular the Universe [...]
About six years ago I had a dream that I would write a novel called Staring at the Sun from Underwater, about a young man trying to escape from the horror and routines of everyday life who begins having vivid and seemingly prophetic dreams, and then gets stuck in his dreams and must struggle his [...]
The past few months I’ve been immersed in the canonical Library America edition of the collected works of Philip K Dick, consecutively reading The Man in the High Castle, The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep, Ubik, Martian Time-Slip, Dr. Bloodmoney, Now Wait for Last Year, and Flow My Tears, [...]
Oh won’t you take us up Like Bowie’s glittered starmen, And save us from our paranoid Oil-soaked governmentals, And though maybe just hallucinating Or a bad B movie costume I’m still telepathing the Roswell Blues
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[Warning: Potential Spoilers Below!] Last year when the reimagined Battlestar Galactica came to an end, there was a wide ranging response mostly peaked by WTFs at the deus ex machinas, Baltar’s referral to God or gods as an explanation of plot events, and, perhaps more agonizing, the impossibility of knowing whether Kara Thrace was really [...]
Short and sinister like one of Edward Gorey’s abecedariums, infamous freethinker and Islamic Scholar Peter Lamborn Wilson presents in Abecedarium a poetic, anarchic, and occult meditation on the original Egyptian-Semitic meanings and magics behind each of the symbols that eventually became the English alphabet. Deeply researched but thankfully void of any academic skulduggery, Wilson’s Abecedarium [...]
