we are not doomed yet
juggle the numbers
some are doomed
but not the 3 of us
or not the 3 of us
or maybe 1 of us,
the 1 of us
who doesn’t know
what 2 of us
are keeping to ourselves~from Alphabet, by Ailbhe Darcy (2018)
Issue 31 of the Manufacturing Serendipity newsletter: Crushing your hopes and dreams in a pestle and mortar, at midnight, on a full moon; attempted calendar reform; ’90s Dad Thrillers; and delightful lego fonts.Read more "Very Peri"
“In truth, Luddism and science fiction concern themselves with the same questions: not merely what the technology does, but who it does it for and who it does it to.”Cory Doctorow, Science Fiction is a Luddite Literature
Much like 2020, 2021 wasn’t the easiest of years, but there were many wonderful moments. Here are 100 of them.Read more "2021: 100 Good Things"
My first attempt at collage.Read more "Poor scissor control and bad at glue"
No matter what I’m writing, it’s never a waste of time.
I’m always working through something. I’m always trying to arrive at a new location.
Even I can’t see it right away, it’s happening beneath the surface.~Jami Attenberg
Issue 30 of the Manufacturing Serendipity newsletter: a love letter to people like me. People who plan to make grand plans ahead of January 1st, but fail to make those plans and then feel shitty about it.Read more "I had planned to have planned this better…"
Your dress waving in the wind.
is the only flag I love.~Pattern by Garous Abdolmalekian; translated by Idra Novey and Ahmad Nadalizadeh (2020)
Issue 29 of the Manufacturing Serendipity newsletter. A process used to build better search engines might one day be used to read your mind; a scientific study that suggests bees can become cynical; and some glorious Clockwork Creatures.Read more "Placebos, & Doctors, & Patients (oh my!)"
“I hoped that she was not yet dreaming of death, but of gardeners wrapping strands of their own hair around dirt clotted roots, and fascist sheep, and a life carved from a single block of wood, and a man trying to wash the shame from his feet.”Laura van den Berg, I Hold a Wolf by the Ears