Saturday 28 August 2010

THE DEMON'S WORDS


"And what are words? Black marks on white paper. How much harm could there be in something so simple?"

(The words of Jakabok Botch, Mister B. Gone - Clive Barker)

Thursday 19 August 2010

WAITING IS FINE FOR ME


We watched the burning sunrise loom, and we stared and listened - transfixed, spellbound - waiting for another moment we know will come. The ashtray, the guitar, the fireworks, and us, etched the other person's mind.

Have a great journey!