I blah therefore I blag.
She walked towards the shade and rested her head against a tree to catch a breath. It had been an arduous journey, negotiating with the twists and turns of the trail. 398 more words
Toward the end of an experimental work of electronic literature, “Dear Esther” there’s an iconic scene that serves as the inspiration for a new digital project on which I’m embarking. 352 more words
1 month, 1 week
“George can’t breathe down here,” Tom insisted. “He’s gonna die.”
“Yeah, I see,” Eric snapped, angry because he didn’t see at all.
“I just thought you should know. 1,151 more words
1 month, 3 weeks
“Hi,” Eric said.
“Wow!” George decided. “Talking fish on the beach! Let’s play!”
“We’re trying to follow a sound,” Tom grunted.
“Yeah, we’ll play some other time,” Eric agreed. 1,213 more words