In William Gibson’s newest novel, The Peripheral (2014), wealthy elites from a distant future are able to contact their past via a quantum server. By doing so, they transform the contacted reality into a “stub”: a dimension whose future is no longer convergent with their own. The inhabitants of this now diverted time-line can then […]Read more "The Peripheral Also Rises"
A dog reminds you that your existence is not discrete, but extrudes, panting, into the world. Life becomes less the places you stay, and more the walks you take. Rounds, routines, and sequences of scents. Since we got our cocker spaniel, I have been leaving the apartment more. Having a dog means you go for […]Read more "Dogs, Rivers, Tunnels"
You have been accepted (ignore the tricks that tell you otherwise) into a creative collective, with no editors, word counts, guidelines, meetings, buy-lines, or minutes not your own. You always were; I’m reminding you. I have no authority, title, or position, and therefore every right, to issue this invitation, to dance with me in public […]Read more "Your Acceptance Letter"