Year: 2011
Your Year to Go
This is a poem about being thirty-nine years of age. To attain the age of thirty-nine Should, all things considered, be very fine, As was Neil Armstrong, when he walked the moon. It is the […]
Better Together
Sun on skin Butter on toast Sport on telly Arriving on cue Ham on rye Eye on you Some things are good together Out with friends Service with smile Tea with milk Room with view […]
Confessions to a Cruel Internet
Dear friend, I like to start my notes to you as if we’re already in the middle of a conversation. That was a line from a movie, You’ve Got Mail. Apologies; one should always recite […]
More Crazy Cliches of Space Opera
Man’s imagination knows no bounds. This has been demonstrated by his inventiveness since time began. First man discovered space, most particularly the space between him and the nearest attractive woman. Man then invented singing, perhaps […]
New Year’s Dissolution
Twelvemonth had elapsed since the last arbitrary annual signifier of time’s passing. It was the first workday of the year. Preston was back at his desk. He stared at the opaque screen that separated his […]
First Person Singular
My first post of 2011 is pretty irregular, in that it is a properly formatted screenplay for a short film. I just submitted this screenplay to the Doha Film Institute. They had a deadline of […]