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Bus shed poet

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Anyway. I’m catching a bus to work at the moment. I decided today would be International Twitter Bad Poetry Day on the 900 bus from Coventry to Birmingham (and back). I believe I may have been the only one celebrating. Here’s what I wrote, collated and unexpurgated (or edited, sadly). bus you are so gay/ [...]

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Lattes and angelic conversions

Thursday, May 27, 2010

I have terribly pretentious pretentions at times. Deeply ingrained codes of behaviour and viewpoints that I hold dear. They’re what help me get through the day and night and go towards helping me avoid becoming a totally obnoxious arse. Which, ironically, they probably add to me being. Or, in a better written sentence: Ironically, they [...]

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Is everybody h-h-happy? (PiL)

Friday, May 7, 2010

I like the days when my fingers hover over the keyboard for hours on end and I haven’t a clue what to do next. Sure, I got work to do, who doesn’t? But what I struggle with is how happy I am to just spend my day doing that hovering. Probably what makes it more [...]

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Dust Bunny knows best (part one)

Thursday, April 29, 2010

I shall now bang out some words and call it fiction. Don’t think that this opening  paragraph is some kind of pomo meta-narrative conceit. It isn’t.  This is just a way of focusing my mind on the task at hand. And a way to suggest that something different might be taking place within the blog. [...]

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