Oscar Brophy writes:
I wrote a short cyberpunk story set in Ireland in the year 2065. Perhaps you might like it.
READ ON: 2K7+58A.D. (Brophwords)
Category Archives: Literature
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By Personal Creations. Based on the average adult reading rate of 300 words per minute.
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A range of books published from 1735 to 1990 that predicted the future in various prescient or not so prophetic ways by UK company Printer Inks.
Investigations by Dutch book historian Erik Kwakkel into the art of creative parchment repair in the Dark and Middle Ages by scribes who – in order to deal with blemishes in the costly cow and sheepskin membranes they worked on – used cheeky doodles and imaginative embroidery to incorporate them into the texts in a style similar to the Japanese restoration art of kintsugi.
MORE: The Skinny On Bad Parchment (Erik Kwakel, Medieval Books)
Previously: Colours Of 1692
A new book by Alan Mansbach (he of GoThe F**k To Sleep) to wit:
From the author of the international best seller Go the F*** to Sleep comes a long-awaited sequel about the other great parental frustration: getting your little angel to eat something that even vaguely resembles a normal meal. Profane, loving, and deeply cathartic, You Have to F***ing Eat breaks the code of child-rearing silence, giving moms and dads new, old, grand- and expectant, a much-needed chance to laugh about a universal problem.
BUY IT: You Have To F*****g Eat (Alan Mansbach)
It’s only a matter of time before Werner Herzog narrates the audiobook.
Ah here.
The Redundant Proofreaders Society twrites:
Misprint (“bitting wit”) on the Oscar Wilde plaque at The Rainbow Hall of Fame, San Francisco
Rainbow Honor Walk to be unveiled in San Francisco (Four Two Nine)
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From We Go To The Gallery, a limited edition artworkby Miriam Elia, who sez:
‘We Go to the Gallery’ is the first in a series of Dung Beetle Learning books designed to make scary subjects approachable for the under 5s. Printed in bold colours and written in a clear and cheerful tone, each book will drag families into the darker recesses of the collective unconscious, for their broader cultural benefit.
For just as the humble dung beetle gathers faeces from the forest floor in which to lay its eggs, the child also lays its ‘eggs of knowledge’ in the turd of its own mind.
All righty then.
