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Beheading and seeds

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Tuesday, April 18 2017

3. There was some pre-history of a man with an axe breaking into a small space where I was hiding. When he had made a big enough hole, he tried to reach in and at that moment I ripped his head off. It came off easily and felt like it’s made of dense foam as my fingers left deep dents under his ears where I was holding it. Later I had to help his family as I had killed their only breadwinner. They were all Kazakh women living in a small dark log cabin. I stood at the small window looking

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Sleepyheads

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Sunday, April 16 2017

1. Christmas, an unfamiliar flat where I live with Laura and two unfamiliar girls (maybe Kazakh or Tatar, but they speak Russian). We exchange presents; I give Laura a pack of ribbons and she presents me with a game similar to twister, but here you have to step on small coloured balloons to pop them. Happy and tired I go to sleep. I’m alone in my room, but just as I’m falling asleep, Laura opens the door and shows an uninvited guest in, asking if he can spend the night here. I tak

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Break a leg!

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Wednesday, March 29 2017

2. I went to Bury St Edmunds and attended a finishing school there. The classroom consisted of a few rows of desks in a huge ballroom with a parquet flooring and dark green velvet drapes. Girls sat to the right and guys to the left; everyone was dressed and made up to the nines. Although I was my present age, I didn’t seem to understand much, but the teachers never pointed that out. One answer I gave was “Pre-frontal cortex” that I knew was wrong, but the teacher just nodded

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Private secretary to another dreamer

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Sunday, March 26 2017

2. Seoul, an office in one of the upper floors of a skyscraper, late evening. I work as a private secretary to a young Chinese guy (Goodwin) who has made his fortune in an unspecified TV show. It’s a slack sort of job as mostly I’m just organising his diary and managing his many travels. This evening he comes in saying he fancies some Georgian food and asks me to organise a flight to Batumi asap. I know that his girlfriend (an unspecified leggy model type) is reluctant to travel and

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Shifting shop, eco couple, porridge and antlers

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Monday, March 6 2017

  1. I am in a peculiar shifting shop that changes every hour – first it’s a dance school and I lie on the floor, holding a half-eaten piece of bread in my hand, peeking under a bookshelf where a dancing caterpillar is teaching other blue caterpillars an upbeat dance, like samba. This part I see from beneath the point of view of the lead caterpillar – I can see myself there, my mouth open with amazement and dust bunnies in my hair.   Next it turns into a shop

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Rain and the perv

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Friday, March 3 2017

3. Gran’s house at night. Me and Kiddo are getting ready to go outside in the heavy rain to help somebody. She looks doubtful, but I tell her how much fun this is going to be, with exaggerated enthusiasm in my voice, and she believes me. All her rain gear is green.   4. Night, still raining. Me and Kiddo are looking for a place to spend the night and find a shabby-looking hotel. The receptionist is my creepy neighbour K; he gives me the keys to the room and a flash drive with &

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Knitter/detective and the desert flood orchestra

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Thursday, March 2 2017

  1. I work in a surreal sort of plant as a knitter, one among many. The rest aren’t happy with their work conditions and go on a strike; however, I take pride in my work and sit high atop a tangle of silver steel pipes outside, knitting with green wool while the others are shouting and protesting on the lawn below. The pipes are cold, although the day is sunny and it is summer.     2. An unfamiliar young woman has a bullet hole in her coccyx. I am her friend and

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Lost in translation; also cars and ballet

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Saturday, February 18 2017

1. A black car is sliding sideways on parallel ziplines; it’s attached by the wheels, upside down. I am guiding it along with one hand and, although I can barely reach it, it slides easily. It’s a sunny summer say and we’re in a quiet town, but as I keep most of my attention on the car, I don’t notice much else. A green car is in my way, but I march right over its bonnet. For a moment I see myself from the point of view of the green car’s owner who has heard the

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Art gallery streets

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Wednesday, February 15 2017

1. Hometown near my old primary school, cloudy summer day. I’m on a ski lift 20 feet up, slowly moving westwards, with a clowder of cats in the street below me. I look in amusement as they jump to get me, knowing that it is impossible, when a gray cat almost reaches me. When he fails, a ginger-and-white cat takes his place and actually touches my foot, but I shake him off. 2. I board a train after some demon hunting. There are still wisps of smoke around me from the heat of hell and

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Flooded hotel

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Tuesday, February 14 2017

It’s night, most of the land is flooded. The black raging sea and distant mountains are visible for a moment when the lightning strikes. There is a hotel on what used to be the beach, but now only top few storeys are out of the water. I had been cowering on the roof for a while with someone else’s newborn baby and an unfamiliar man named Al. The baby is crying and we decide to get back into the building to find food and somewhere dry to sleep as the water doesn’t seem to be

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