Catacomb

When I was 12, a classmate took me aside. You know people would talk to you more if you looked them in the face. In the eyes, she said. You know?  I looked up into her eyes. She smiled and I filed the information under ‘how to people’. Coronavirus swept the world into chaos when I was… Continue reading Catacomb

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Breakup, breakdown, breakfast

You sit with your face buried between your knees, snuffling your nose and wishing the carpet wasn’t so fluffy and comfortable. Now is a time for hard floors. Your knees are wet with tears. Your sleeve is wet with snot. Little bits of skeleton are scattered across the carpet, small vertebrae that have skipped across… Continue reading Breakup, breakdown, breakfast

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Taco Hell

The signs along the road to the Gates of Hell told the story of the crater. It was a good story, all about some Soviet screwups who thought they could fix a problem by lighting it on fire. Silly Soviets, always doing stuff like that. The signs had been re-written just last year, after Taco… Continue reading Taco Hell

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Unwon awards

This page details the awards I have not won. It could be that I’ll be nominated for some of these some day, but chances are slim to pretty much exactly nothing. Feel free to change that, though. Go ahead, nominate away! Nobel Prize for Literature (or Peace) Pulitzer Prize for Fiction Booker Prize Pushcart Award… Continue reading Unwon awards

PhD research: A short summary

My PhD research was done at the Centre for Agroecology and Water Resilience, at Coventry University. The full thesis can be found here. At Coventry, when you sit your viva voce, the final examination for doctoral researchers, you are allowed (encouraged, even) to do a presentation as part of the process. It gives everyone a chance to settle… Continue reading PhD research: A short summary

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