Tabula Rasa

I'm actively kind of surprised at myself, that I have't already used this as a blog title... well, today's not a creative sort of day. I've been all at odds and ends and my computer successfully aggravated me to no end tonight, so here we are. Last night, thanks to The Roadworks, I managed to…

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Vignette (6)

A young woman is hunched over her computer. She alternates between taking her headphones off and slipping them on. There's an open Word document and she types fast, so fast that errors litter the page, a veritable written battleground. Squiggly red lines and littler green lines are everywhere. She doesn't pause to run corrections. Instead,…

Vignette (4)

There's a house-cafe on the street corner. It's incongruously placed in the middle of the city,  where you expect to find tall office buildings and functional apartment blocks - not so much a two-storey house with a front yard and parking space. In front, in the yard is a mini-cart. It's not unlike a street cart,…

Vignette (3)

Note: I spy a lot of things while on the bus. It's a run-of-the-mill Wednesday. Nothing stands out especially clearly: sometimes the bus is packed to capacity, but right now it's not and we're zooming towards the station where people will transfer to trains. In the background, at every stop, I can hear the driver…

Vignette (2)

The shop is tiny, the very definition of a hole-in-the wall - at least, assuming there is a wall. People huddle together, each staring at a smartphone or with headphones on. They're all waiting for their turn to order a coffee, and they pay quickly. The outside of the store is very plain, advertising coffee and…

Vignette (1)

It's 7:34 and the bus is making good time. My shift starts in an hour, and this little village is just beginning to wake up to the morning slog. You wouldn't expect to find a village-style place in the midst of a city, but it is here. Red light. First one in at least ten…

Analogue Tales

I had to briefly look up analogue, because while I know the word, I had to go and get a solid definition. It's a weird word to me, not being something I use or even think about in my daily life. Over the last, hmm, ten, twelve years I've been going incrementally more digital in…

windowsill

plants lined up, herbs and flowers - quick, clashing patches of dull-day colour. ----- small measure of a garden, tucked into little ceramics; sun-lit. ----- mini horizon day peeks through, lifting to the curtain: morning now.

The Thinker

I hunted out my iPod today. It'd slipped to the bottom of a bag, as it tends to do - it's not even all that tiny to get lost easily. At a guess I'd say it's about the size of an iPhone, not that I am versed in these things. Miraculously, the battery wasn't run-down yet.…

Wildcard Friday: TGIF

So I thought Friday was wildcard-day, and then it turned out that it wasn't - it's actually technically flash-fiction Friday. Then again, it's been a long week and I've introduced a disruption to my system. That disruption... yeah. I semi-joined a gym, and have been "working out". New year, new health goals and all that. I'm…