An Inhuman Condition

Winter is here again, and I don’t think I’ve finished writing anything I don’t hate in two years. There will be something here in prose before this year is over or I’m just going to shut it all down and figure out how reality television works. Been reading all of the William Gibson books. Currently reading the new Nicola Barker and watching all of The X-Files. I’m figuring out that aside from the odd joke, I don’t know how to social media anymore. I’m staying indoors more and more. Places with people are keeping me away. I need to get out of here.

Need to get moving and do the damn work.