>Burning retinas from staring into the bright rapidly flashing abyss of my mind for too long. Sentences stretching into infinity, rolling before me, gathering me up and folding me into neat but strange divisions. Finally I flummox out of alternate-reality with a dry mouth and wondering absent-mindedly why my stomach feels like a punctured wheel still rotating.
2003
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Burning Retinas
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Sharp Edge of Madness
My first writing project went a little off track when I started spending time on producing music, and forgot how to keep track of my characters:After three years of Dramaturgy, Screen-writing, and Script Editing you’d think I’d know better, but it was fun to let loose a bit 🙂
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