6.38AM Wide awake. Not slept much, though it’s merely stress that’s stopped me, pumping all that Epinephrine into my system and making me hot an restless. Thus far I’ve only needed to get up once to help my Mum, which, admittedly was difficult. There’s some equipment we probably need to help movement into and out […]
Continue ReadingWhy Dunciad.com?
It’s a cool domain name and it was available. Yes, I know. Available. Crazy, isn’t it?
Really?
Yes. It also helps that it’s also my favourite satire written by Alexander Pope, one of the most metrically pure English poets who also knew his way around a crude insult or two. If you’ve not read it, you should give it a try.
So this is satire, right?
Can’t deny it. There will be some. But it’s also an experiment in writing and drawing, giving work away for free in order to see how many people are willing to support a writer doing his thing. It’s the weird stuff that I wouldn’t get published elsewhere in this word of diminishing demands and cookie-cutter tastes.
