I don’t know where or when I first heard about the aboriginal belief or fear or superstition or whatever it was or is (more than a notion) that their spirit would be stolen if their person was photographed. The concept has always intrigued me and carried with it a ring of plausibility to the point [...] [...]
I’m always trolling for writing gigs. I come across an opportunity that looks like a good fit. I’m actually interested. I think I won’t be bored, even. And then I read the last line: “You should not apply for this job if you have problems with ambiguity.” What on Earth could that mean? That was [...] [...]
The day of Rockin’-ing approacheth. CARnAGE will abound in and around and all about as a worm is to an apple! No quarter will be asked. Nor given. Nor accepted. Nor suggested. Nor hinted at, intimated, tacitly or otherwise. Selah. Such outrages will remain not uttered, unspoken even to a point of whisper. No thoughts [...] [...]