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The act itself: the blank page, the revision, the question of why anyone bothers.

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Aphorisms

I would if I could but I can’t

Breakfast aphorisms

Noah Blue · 2 min read

I suspect I may be nearing the end of my hard-lived life. I am fine with that. It gives me the impetus to write.

Fearwritingphilosophy

Fiction

Mr Two Fucks

A crime caper (of sorts)

Noah Blue · 46 min read

I have a problem. Allow me to elucidate. A certain someone, let’s call him Mr Two Fucks, has been sabotaging my work, clumsily and without guile, it is true, nevertheless sabotage is sabotage.

crimenudismdrugs

Aphorisms

Thoughts that came to me sitting on the toilet

#constipation

Noah Blue · 2 min read

A so-called great work of literature or philosophy is but the fruit body of a subterranean organism that subsists on the putrescence of other organisms.

mushroomscioranmessiah

Fiction

there is no such thing as free will

To state the obvious

Noah Blue · 13 min read

I am alone, unless you count the dog as company. A whole day with nothing to do stretches out in front of me. I make a cup of coffee and read over the story I wrote the night before. It’s about a man who lives alone with his dog; a whole day with nothing to do stretches out in front of him.

parkourkebabsboredom

Fiction

Other than my parents splitting up, nothing much has happened recently

A coming-of-age tale (mostly)

Noah Blue · 27 min read

My dad recently moved out of the family home and into a studio apartment in a rundown part of town known for illicit activities. Why that part of town, I have no idea. It’s not as if my dad is poor and has to live there. In fact, he could probably afford to live in the so-called salubrious part of town if he wanted to.

Bildungsromandivorcedrugs

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