Words, plots, characters gushed out of me yet never once did I take the time to see if the words were apt; if the plot had inner consistency; if the characters were realistic and likeable.
Author: Boris
Investigations of a 21st-Century Dog
I recently asked myself, 'What if our pets were to write a book analysing our behaviour from their point of view? How would they interpret and explain our actions, our drives, our fears, our desires? What kinds of insights into our own lives, our own behaviour could we gain from their perspective?'
The me-Phone
One day a new type of phone that you could use to call yourself appeared on the market. All one had to do was dial a certain number and one would be connected straight away with oneself.
Remembrance of Things Imperfect: SUN
We all want to see the Sun. It just fell down in the front yard. I saw it coming down, like an overripe cantaloupe, staining the sky with sticky, succulent golden juices.
A Remembrance of Things Imperfect – SATURN
We all want to see Saturn. It just fell down in the communal vegetable patch.