Tagged with Orwell

tears in rain

It is a period of civil war in the galaxy. A brave alliance of Resistance Packmaster-fighters has challenged the tyranny of lathi-charching ticky-tacky Twofeet who’ve started a pogrom to wipe out dogs. In my four unsettling winters in this forsaken corner of the galaxy in which Packmaster’s set down her chairs, this has been my … Continue reading

the bookshop around the corner

“I think I still have it in my heart someday to paint a bookshop with the front yellow and pink in the evening… like a light in the midst of darkness.” He was right in his choice of colours, of course, this painter of subtle shifts of light and colour: gloriously swirly starry nights and … Continue reading