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Supermarket
Once again, Billy found himself wandering the aisles. This had been a recurring theme in his life, trudging through the endless rows of...
It Was a Cover Up
There were very few memories that Spagzie had of his father. He’d been abandoned at the tender age of eleven, about four years before his...
How the Mighty Fall
The bass thumped through the room, rattling the bones of the eckied-out dancers once loyal to your sound, moving their bodies to the...
A Complete Unknown
I went into A Complete Unknown knowing absolutely nothing about Bob Dylan, his life, or really even his music. I think if you’d have put...
Paddington Goes Absolutely Mental
“How do you do, good sir?” Paddington said to the man standing behind the counter. No reply was forthcoming, which Paddington had grown...
We Can Never Die?
For the longest time, I haven’t been able to get this idea out of my head. Perhaps it’s because I can’t see a way to think around it. As...
Every Day Needs to Mean Something
I’m writing this at 9pm on Saturday 4th May 2024, right after writing in my physical journal. I’m sitting in the living room listening to...
Trust the Creative Process
There are going to be days where the ideas flow like water, where your hands can’t keep up with the pace in which your mind is coming up...


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