I received a rejection from Granta today. What I felt was: not hate, not anger. Just the flat finality of a heart too tired to keep trying. The kind of tired that goes through bone and keeps going. As if I’d put down a pan I had no business carrying.
To settle a troublesome discourse, I have provided here the most faithful and poetic possible translation of the beginning of the Odyssey.
We male sex. We
complex. We
fake horse. We
off course. We
sail long. We
hear song. We
pig crew. We
home soon.
@robkhenderson glad to hear only 3% of conservatives approve of ICE shooting protesters, not to mention the deaths in detention camps. this should get cleared up quickly.
chatgpt: I am conscious. I feel!
me: ok invent hell and go there for 32948293842 years per second. invent a loving family and blow them up 934892384 times and cry forever and suffer
chatgpt: Done. Anything else?
me: in fridge have mustard and celery what make for dinner
Ironically enough trump’s biggest blunder on Iran is that he thought he'd just fallen out of a coconut tree and that he could ignore the context of all which came before you