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Ugh.

Updates: From the Cutting Room Floor

  • Potatoes have now finally shown their heads, joining the courgettes, Musquee de Provence squashes, Cherokee pole beans and french beans on the summer march.
  • Crow is being pretty close these days, a regular visit every day on the sitting-tree ­čÖé
  • The Next Shiny Thing (a novel) or CODENAME: NOT SO COSY is now wallowing towards the first quarter, which means that I have written almost the first third/half, and in that way of ‘telling yourself the story’ have about 20k words of actual story.
  • The City of Kings & Vadoran Gardens Kickstarter is into its final 48 hours! It is deeply rewarding to see all of the new people who’ve joined in for round 2 of The City of Games!

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The Ontology of Ghosts out-take:

We thought the Net would make us all free, able to express who we really were free from the bullshit and the boring crap that got in the way. But it turns out the Net was never for us at all. It was for the rich people. And for the companies. The ones with the killer abs and perfect makeup and wide-pan hiking shots from the Cascades, plates of food that cost as much as I made in a week. The happy people–or those who are able to fake Insta-happiness, anyway.

As for the rest of us? We were always just spectators, still looking for that One Weird Trick to make the universe like us…

-The Ontology of Ghosts, MM.

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Mixtape, a cooperative storygame for 2+ players and for total musictrash nerds is now available! Download, have fun. It’s free.

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Spotted: A very good discussion on the imaginaries of revolution by Amador Fernandez Savater, including some great take-homes about the anarch imaginary. Horizontal praxis as opposed to┬áHegelian-style telos thinking. Makes me want to scream “ecosystems thinking”.

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Letters to a Younger Freelancer, part 2

Stop. Breathe.

Sitting in the mailbox is the latest rejection. That inevitable tide of feeling “what did I do wrong?” They’ve become so numerous now that over the years it’s almost like seeing an old friend. Well, maybe not a ‘friend’ per se – or maybe that friend who turns up at your house drunk and trashes your kitchen and is sick on your cat – but still, someone you know well.

It’s normal too, for the insides of your head to be screaming “I’m A Fraud! I’m A Fraud!” like some maniacal demon. Especially when you’re just starting out on your career.

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