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<— Previous ~~~~~ Earlier that night, they’d taken a train to the hit. High on metamphetamines—on ultra-caff—they sleeked through the tiled wetroom of the London Underground; the non-Euclidean geometry of it. Graham had always believed that it brought cottage industry needle work to mind. Or blue, French pastoral china. He had not thought to laugh […]
July 14, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
<— Previous ~~~~~ * * * * * At the Indian dance she sat to his left, a little behind him, but leaning forward into his row. Turning her nose from a tepid splash of scentless sweat—from the jewelled net of inverted bubbles cast by the performers—they started to talk business. They spoke over the […]
July 13, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
<— Previous ~~~~~ Facing certain death, because his life had fallen apart. Comparatively speaking. Literally—figuratively? Whatever! It hadn’t been long ago that he’d found himself, watching a performance by gorgeous college dance students, and approached by the Collective to join up. The dancers on the stage had appeared uncomfortable. It was a contemporisation of classical […]
July 13, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
<— Previous ~~~~~ Chapter One Graham was sure he was being followed. He turned around, I must be, looking back over the jagged twist of his vertebrae, tripping head long down the cobbled streets. Nothing was straight-edged in London—nothing but the edges of the straight razors he feared were just behind—there were no clear sightlines […]
July 12, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
And so we begin the actual posts (though follow the link back to the first part of Nanograph One if you don’t want to be lost.) I’ll be splitting the posts by ‘Nanograph’ short sections, and full ‘Chapters.’ Each post will have a .# after it to show which part of the whole section or […]
July 11, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
Thought I’d kick-start Bibliotek, so there are going to be a few more weekly posts to get it going, and (as I said, as it’s an emerging experiment) then we’ll figure out going into the future from there. And as per usual, more interest? More posts? More love material (engagement first, then love 😉 ).
July 11, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
No one had been down the hole since Hazmats'd poured their concrete over the contaminate some twenty years ago. No one else would have dared.
July 11, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
Think of this as something like an experiment.* Yeah, I think that’s a good beginning. My name is Paul McLaughlan, I’m a PhD candidate at Curtin University, studying e-publishing, and I am an Author (cue: ‘welcome Paul,’ Authors Anonymous style). My intention here at PlatformThing is to put my writing out here, out to you, […]
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July 15, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
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