Take a Deetour

"I write to find out what I think." - Joan Didion

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Writer's Wedge


Why write when it's so agonising? Why write when it induces insecurity, doubt and confusion?
Write because it forces you to look at yourself at your worst.
Write because it forces you to get over yourself when you're full of yourself.

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

Steeped in Bliss


Tea should be taken in solitude. ~C.S. Lewis

Friday, March 11, 2005

Dirge


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Tonight it smells like war
Soupy-thick, acrid stew
It falls.
Tonight it feels like the end
Crimson-red, scarlet stain
It spreads.
So strike that match
Light that fire
It's just me
In my Mickey Mouse tee
Waiting on a funeral pyre.

Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Epiphany


And that is why I know God exists

Poison a la Mode



Ingredients
1/2 can shaving foam
3/4 tube toothpaste
Liberal pour of shampoo
Lashes of conditioner
Capful toilet cleaner
2 drops Dettol
Splash of nail polish remover
Smear of eczema cream
Splat of baby lotion

Method
Combine ingredients in bathroom sink.
Stir well with brother's toothbrush (bristle-end down).
Add more shaving foam and toothpaste if desired for creamier, thicker texture.
Continue stirring to desired consistency, remember not to taste.
Pull sink plug.
Think of hit list, imagine thick, foamy, froth choking down throats as poison swills down plug hole.

"Making poison is as much fun as making a cake.
People like to make poison.
If you don't understand this you will never understand anything."
- Margaret Atwood

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

Living It

Where have I been?



One thing I've decided. I don't want to be chained to this. I don't want to write for the sake of it. I don't want the obligation and pressure to perform overtake what it is. And I don't want to apologise for it.

I didn't write yesterday. Or the day before. Or the days that make up the past month of wordlessness.

I didn't write yesterday because I lived it.