Our English/Italian parallel text collection of short stories is now available as an eBook! It's on Kindle Unlimited, if you're into such things, AND it's available on Amazon free of DRM so you can purchase it and read it on any device!
Get it here:
https://t.co/WHsERYNLpC
Current mood: listening to REM and trying to format a parallel text for Kindle, so it's swings and roundabouts. Six of one, half a dozen of the other. Ebbs and flows. Ups and downs. I should probably get back to work...
Two directions of phone camera. In front and behind are cats. Crumpet loves Kali and wants to be near her. Kali doesn’t feel the same. I am the buffer.
The flag waving morons™ have marched through Faversham, past my house and down to Acacia Court to bang drums and chant ‘go home’ at some children for a couple of hours. What a fucking embarrassment.
I just watched Sharkenstein. It’s certainly a film. I wouldn’t know where to start, really. I feel changed. Renewed, even. Things look different now, like viewing the world after a long sleep or a psychedelic experience.
History will look upon it and see it, for it is a thing.
I've been in a bit of a funk since publishing the book. All the writing, editing, formatting, repeating those three things again, left me thrown. Proper 'what do I do now?' stuff.
Then it struck me: I should write another one. Pretty obvious, when you think about it.
The counter protest to today’s anti-immigration march in Faversham is literally eclipsing the march itself. People are online calling for a ban on counter protests. Lol.
A literal child just posted this through our door. Faversham is full of English flags on every available pole and they’re sending their children to leaflet the town with propaganda. Sad times for anyone with at least a sliver of humanity.
I have written a book. It's a collection of sci-fi and fantasy-esque short stories, available in English and Italian and as a parallel text of the two.
Parallel Text - https://t.co/1yES0eLQaN
English - https://t.co/uRVEFpbWpe
Italian - https://t.co/DZ0HZhDyes
Yay, marketing.
“When I crush your head in the Matrix, your head is crushed in real life.”
(My nephew got me a little Morpheus toy because he thought I’d like it. I love it.)
Weird thing to see in the sky at night. What are we thinking? Bit of a rocket launch spinning off and outgassing or out…fuelling? Aliens?
Probably the first one.