Dream for the collective

I feel like my purpose is to tell stories. But what kind of purpose is that? Isn't it just a waste of time? A self-indulgence, or enabling of others to self-indulge? I disagree (of course, I would have to.) I propose that stories serve the same purpose to society as dreams do to individuals. They …

The Night Manager, E01: weird sex and violent Arabs.

I haven't watched any new TV in a while, and was attracted to this one by Hugh Laurie, and also that it was written by John Lecarre--who, although I've never read him, has had many good movies based on his books. I guess I'll say spoilers, but the episodes have aired weeks ago by now, …

Toto or not Toto

As you may, or much more likely may not have noticed, for a bit more than two weeks I've been roughly inserting song lyrics into my blog posts. Yes, I am a fan of the band Toto. No, I have nothing better to do with my time then figure out how to work lyrics into …

So it begins

I have removed someone from existence and brought another into being with the flourish of my...fingers (pen would be more dramatic, but never use one). Maybe rewriting isn't so hard after all? One can hope... It's not like I'm digging for some long forgotten words or ancient melodies... I'm not working in a void, most of …

Time is water pouring through a seive

Blink and you're thirty. Blink again and you're dead. I'm listening to the ticking of the hands on a clock working overtime and thinking. "I'm never going to get all of the things I want to do, done." If I let things sit unfinished, they will never be finished. I can't afford to let projects languish …