Post by (@furiousfingers) on Wed, 13 Apr 22 09:31:11 +0000 View Full Post Of the lone fly on my dinner table... Tzp! The cellophane moment crinkles: contorted, flimsy and furiously wrapt. Veering about the doilies, lace by lace, min...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Fri, 05 Mar 21 17:20:46 +0000 View Full Post not even wasting a sentence... 'You'll see! The trick is not wasting a single sentence,' spouted the child. Making scoops of her hands, she wiped the tears cl...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Sun, 07 Feb 21 17:13:09 +0000 View Full Post a tribute to Bert Jansch...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Fri, 22 Jan 21 16:35:46 +0000 View Full Post on non-Writing: a brief phenomenology of Self-Betrayal You must bear with me… the middle of night is hushing and this one tune haunts all the ticking out of Ti...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Thu, 21 Jan 21 20:15:11 +0000 View Full Post Call them rounds ... have yourself a thorough chew... it'll tend to go stale as chalk in another day or two... No no, not slices... I want hefty chunks to soak...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Fri, 01 Jan 21 13:24:55 +0000 View Full Post On anti-imaginative theatre: the rub of all tickets... Dear Make-Believes, Were I to reflect on the disappointment of the year gone past then I would speak wi...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Tue, 11 Aug 20 19:46:47 +0000 View Full Post a few kitchen demos from lockdown #HeathcoteStreet #COVIDrecordings #London
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Fri, 12 Jun 20 07:40:03 +0000 View Full Post Long Quote: Putting one's finger on isolation... How has isolation and this wider pandemic has changed my own 'youthful glance'? I am finding it helpful to pon...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Mon, 13 Apr 20 20:10:45 +0000 View Full Post Facing up into the wisps of cloud, the question burned all over his forehead and cast valleys of shadow under his eyes. As with all lamenting done by the windo...
Post by (@furiousfingers) on Fri, 10 Apr 20 07:38:14 +0000 View Full Post turning tides of isolation Tugging down the gallows, a chef’s blade between the teeth and keenly lapping around the feet of the hungry. Half-awakened children...
