This is Socrates Adams-Florou’s new fridge. He’s moved house, but has he changed any of his habits??????????!!!!!???????
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REVIEW OF EVERY SMALL PRESS NOVEL EVER WRITTEN
The language in this book ripped my arms off and fucked me with them. The language in this book made me pregnant with a dictionary and then fucked me with the dictionary and made me pregnant again and then melted my foetus with one sentence that was also a foetus.
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GENOCIDE
Mr ‘G’ notices a dull lump on the underside of the hanging basket in the back garden. The lump iterates slowly. The still homeless nucleus of bees has returned again after two months. Thats what a lump of Bees are called; a nucleus.
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INTERPRET MY DREAM, PLEASE
I had a dream about eating chips with you in Walthamstow. We were sitting on the curb. The night was balmy. You told me you preferred your chips with more vinegar. We could hear the karaoke from the pub across the road. She was singing ‘I will survive . . .’ We ate our chips. [...]
REVIEW OF EVERY SMALL PRESS NOVEL EVER WRITTEN
The language in this book ripped my arms off and fucked me with them. The language in this book made me pregnant with a dictionary and then fucked me with the dictionary and made me pregnant again and then melted my foetus with one sentence that was also a foetus.
THE TAXONOMY INSPECTOR #1
Shopping has never been the same for me since I started collecting discarded lists. They reveal so much about the people I stand behind in queues for what seems like an awful waste of my life. They make it all worth while. There’s the inevitable poor diets, the weird and wonderful spellings and acronyms, the revelation that a large part of the population is slightly obsessive-compulsive. I’ve decided to start documenting the documentation, and present here two of my favourites.
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ALL OUR FRIENDS ARE BEAUTIFUL AND WE ARE NEVER ALONE
Sometimes I love people and things so much I can’t breathe. Like I physically cannot get enough air into the holes in my face.
I am sure people think I am like a sycophant or maybe just psycho, or at the very least overly exaggerated. I think I am just excitable.
Because they are too Briti—um, I mean reserved to do it themselves, I am going to tell you some coolness that is happening with some of your favorite ‘OTHER’ contributors. You ready?
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Lost Indie Writers: Daniel Spinks
Who is Daniel Spinks?
I only know that Daniel Spinks likes candy and unicorns and that he wrote Small Pale Humans (published 2007 by Bear Parade), a minimal, touching, desolate story which has attained sort of smallscale cult status amongst the internet’s most elite independent writers.
I’d read it years ago and then recently, while comparing favourite online writing with Stephen O’Toole, he mentioned Small Pale Humans and I read it again and remembered how sweet I thought it’d been and was compelled to find more of Daniel’s outpourings.
Except I didn’t find anything recent or anything much at all.
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INTERPRET THIS DREAM, PLEASE
Friday 28 July 2010
[San Agostino, Greece]
I was peforming some kind neighbourly duty in my neighbour’s house. I thought to check in my neighbour’s bedroom. She was there, sitting up in bed. Then I’m outside doing some recycling by the bins at the side of the house. I’m recycling boxes of chocolates, taking foil wrappers off individual chocolates before sticking them in the green bin.
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GENOCIDE
Mr ‘G’ notices a dull lump on the underside of the hanging basket in the back garden. The lump iterates slowly. The still homeless nucleus of bees has returned again after two months. Thats what a lump of Bees are called; a nucleus.
LURK NO FURTHER
These days you have to watch your back. Danger may be lurking when you least expect it.
-They hide in dark corners.
-Their lights are low.
-Nobody knows who they are. (Often male, but not necessarily).
-When they comment, they leave inappropriate or weird comments.
-You can’t see their hands (that means they’re busy).
-They look dirty.
-They have crazy eyes.
-They usually don’t have any pictures of themselves.
-They have nicknames like “hobbit69.”
-They eat cheetos (or some kind of snack is present: lurker fuel).
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FRUIT AND VEG
Fruit and Veg is a hit new radio show featuring the most hit music going.
You should listen to it while going about your business as it will aid you re: ‘going about your business’ and ‘existing in a terifically powerful and meaningful way’.
Listen:
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RE: WRITING (YES ANOTHER ONE)
[extracted from one of my email threads with another writer on the subject of writing because we are one-track dullards who must endlessly/tiresomely discuss every aspect of 'our precious writing' forever. still: very interested to learn from lovely 'other' readers about their own experiences. sorry in advance for level of earnestness, pretension, seriousness, etc.]
here’s another thing this made me think of: you spoke of a filter. when i write, i get something like ‘intellectual blackout filter’ or something. it’s hard to explain but when i am really writing, like when it’s really good, when it flows and i get totally high off it: i am having no rational thought outside of the sentences i am writing.
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