In Space, No One Can Hear You Get Woke

Book Review: Endymion, by Dan Simmons   There can't be that many sequels that surpass the original they were spawned from. The Empire Strikes Back​? Arguably doesn't count, as part of a planned trilogy. Blade Runner 2049? That's controversial. Twin Peaks: The Return? Very good, but technically the third season of a TV show. From …

In Space, No one can hear you cry Cultural Marxism (Pt.1)

The Hyperion Omnibus by Dan Simmons – book review As soon as I read the first of these books (there are 4 total, 2 in this vol.) I knew at some point I'd be writing and blogging a review of them, and ever since then I've been screwing around on Twitter and avoiding the damn …

A statement on the London Attack… Nov ’19

Being that there has today been another terror incident involving a knife attack on London Bridge, and that "The Electric Corp" short story deals directly with a similar set of circumstances, I don't know when or if I will be continuing the story. Whilst it has been written, and while it is not clear if …

The Electric Corp. (part 4)

Aftermath | Over the intervening weeks since we met and that day on the bridge Mona and I had got to know each other. She had told me about how her family were immigrants who had come here to escape a war, and about how the loss of her sister had torn the family apart. …

The Electric Corp. (part 3)

She looked like one of those statues of pharaohs you see in the history holos - god kings of old who had the power to shape stone and bend even the great Nile itself to their will...

The Electric Corp. (part 2)

Outskirts | Two black boys get on the back of the bus. They beatbox and make up rhymes as the big diesel rumbles through new estates in Broomfield, good-naturedly threatening to shank each other as we arrive at the big hospital where my Dad was a patient 18 months ago and where all of us …

The Electric Corp. (part 1)

The Day I Left | The day I left I had to abandon everything that I needed to do that day and just leave. Didn't go to the office. Didn't take a laptop with me. Didn't even charge my phone. It died on the way somewhere near Eridge. At London Bridge I met a men …