The Eponymist

Some of you may know that many of the pieces posted on this Eponymist blog were actually written by my good friend and occasional collabora...

A week, a week, a week, This song took a week, a week, a week. A week, a week, a week, Yes it took a week, a week, a week. Took one sol...

"No." So, through a second floor window, do we witness the last few acts of a desperate man. He writhes and contorts, falls...

To celebrate 'the end of the world', I thought I'd post the prologue to something I've been working on for a while. It'...

Moby Dick is one of the pinnacles of English literature. Which is to say, steep, inhospitable and littered with pitfalls for the unwary rea...

Oh there once was a babe born of fire and ice and Andy was his name oh. And he vexed his mother for the things he drew all upon her kitche...

Shit. Mistake this was. Who are these people? Faces keep changing. Morphing. One person one second and another the next. How long is it? Tw...