Bela Lugosi in Dracula (1931) A few months ago, I was mostly unaware of the entire plot of Bram Stoker’s 1897 novel Dracula. Of course, I had acquired some basic knowledge through pop culture and was convinced I’d know what was going to happen. As it turns out, I was wrong. Somewhere around the beginningContinue reading “Everything Pop Culture Got Wrong About Dracula”
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The Post-Covid Action Hero
It is a little presumptuous to say we are in the post-covid period. New variants still sprout up quicker than we can weed them out; we are not out of the woods yet, but I naively hope we can see the forest’s edge emerging from between the distant dark-leaved birches. Culturally, what covid’s lasting effectsContinue reading “The Post-Covid Action Hero”
Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Temple of The Dog, The Doors, Pearl Jam, Tom Petty, Bob Dylan– a short list of covers you must hear. Miley Cyrus as a Guide Through The Classics of Rock Music.
Miley Cyrus at iHeartFestival 2019, all credits in the image When I was younger, I hadn’t yet learned to appreciate legendary artists such as Bob Dylan, Fleetwood Mac, Led Zeppelin or Pink Floyd. I have heard their songs often on the radio at home, but I was not passionate about finding out more about them.Continue reading “Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Temple of The Dog, The Doors, Pearl Jam, Tom Petty, Bob Dylan– a short list of covers you must hear. Miley Cyrus as a Guide Through The Classics of Rock Music.“
A Footnote On Heartbreak
Photo by Lhya Munive In her poem “The Lover as Tapeworm,” Olivia Gatwood asks: “how is it / possible / that you / are both / my joy / & the taker / of it?” I’ve been thinking about these lines every day for the past month. Needless to say, I’ve been thinking about theContinue reading “A Footnote On Heartbreak”
Endings: Outer Wilds and the Inevitable
*Mild Spoilers for Outer Wilds1 ahead* I awakened by the campfire on Timber Hearth, my home, ascended to the launch site where a cobbled together ship stood, waiting to take me to the stars, a bright yellow sun encouraging me onward. Gingerly, I travelled outward and landed on the Hearthian moon. There, I meet EskerContinue reading “Endings: Outer Wilds and the Inevitable”
Home
I can go anywhere I want, just not home. The fifth track of Taylor Swift’s album folklore, “my tears ricochet”, features one of the most relatable lyrics I’ve ever heard. Even though I acknowledge that the context behind this phrase is completely different to the one I put when listening to it, it is stillContinue reading “Home”
Margaret, the Males aren’t Gazing: The Man in my Head Keeps Torturing Me
© Nicolas Regnier ‘Male fantasies, male fantasies, is everything run by male fantasies? Up on a pedestal or down on your knees, it’s all a male fantasy: that you’re strong enough to take what they dish out, or else too weak to do anything about it. Even pretending you aren’t catering to male fantasies isContinue reading “Margaret, the Males aren’t Gazing: The Man in my Head Keeps Torturing Me”
Series of essays on art and laziness as a form of rebellion
Wabi sabi and the picturesque The classic Japanese concept of Wabi-sabi is the beauty of the imperfect, impermanent, incomplete and broken. This concept is reflected in the west through the work of the William Gilpin. His writing responded to the grandfather of aesthetic-theory, Edmund Burke, who claimed that the key elements of beauty are smoothnessContinue reading “Series of essays on art and laziness as a form of rebellion”
Flash Fiction Competition 2022 – Second Place: A Lake of Hidden Wonders
by Noelani Luckas „There’s something in the water“, Ifna stated, crouching beside the dark lake that stretched out all the way to the horizon. From above, it was a bleak, black smudge in the landscape. Not that anyone actually dared to cross it, even from the sky. Ifna touched the black water with her fingertips,Continue reading “Flash Fiction Competition 2022 – Second Place: A Lake of Hidden Wonders”
Flash Fiction Competition 2022 – Third Place: Passport Profile
by Jeremy Bernard Our voices got lost in the mess but the text is all here so might as well read it. Dyed blonde hair coated the outer layer, golden splotches over silver rings nestled softly between fidgeting fingers, necklaces that glittered and clothes that shimmered, push up this, flatten that, fix yourself right here,Continue reading “Flash Fiction Competition 2022 – Third Place: Passport Profile”
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