Dropping Things Again
I’m good at dropping things. So good, in fact, that sometimes my natural dropping-things instincts kick in when I’m not even trying. This is usually fine, except when I’m holding a thing – especially...
INFECTED CONNECTION Blog
Self ePublishing
It’s time. I started writing about 12 years ago – which translates to approximately 1.5 years of writing, and 10.5 of furious and intense procrastination, masturbation and staring out of windows, waiting for fiction...
The Tale of the Mysterious Bong
I was lying in bed the other night, working out exactly how I would melt the West Antarctic Ice Sheet to drown the low-lying areas of the world if I were a supervillain, when...
Disappointing Apocalypses… Apocali… Something…
So… the world didn’t end. Civilisation didn’t crumble. Nothing of sufficient mass struck the earth at sufficiently high velocity. The dead didn’t rise from their graves. Nothing fell apart. The centre held.
Arts ‘n’ Crafts
Making Spiders I hate spiders. They creep me the fuck out. Unfortunately I’m working on a super-secret project which entailed making little spiders out of wire. It took me a while to figure...
Nasal Assault
On TV shows, and in a lot of movies, people have things that nobody has in real life. For instance, on TV, some guy comes home from work, opens the fridge and gets out...