Dave: A Prayer. Or, The Tragedy Of (Steven) King Fear.

  This post is about the best friend I ever had.  That and fear.  We’re not mates anymore because he doesn’t want to know and I don’t really blame him.  It’s also about the usual sorts of things I write about: being confused; being stupid; not knowing how to put things right; not knowing how…

Boring Of Fire. Or, The Tedium Is The Message.

“She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn’t boring.” Zelda Fitzgerald “I am never bored; to be bored is an insult to one’s self.”  Jules Renard “Is life not a thousand times too short for us to bore ourselves?” Friedrich Nietzsche I’m always hearing how it’s only boring people who get bored.  I don’t…