A Remembrance of Things Imperfect: Earth

By Boris Glikman It is the start of a pleasant summer afternoon. I am running down the stairs,quickly and excitedly,with my neighbours following me.We all want to see the Earth.It has just landed in the backyard. There it is,lying in thepile of top-grade manuremy mum boughtat a garden supplies shop. The world’s populationis jostling around …

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Show, Don’t Tell…and Other Writing Shibboleths

"Show Don't Tell", "Conflict-Resolution"and Other Writing Shibboleths By BORIS GLIKMAN Seemingly we live in progressive, liberal times, where everything is questioned and nothing is taken on faith, yet in one area of our endeavours we still are beholden to arbitrary rules and regulations, which we accept as absolute truth and as some kind of sacrosanct …

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REMEMBRANCE OF THINGS IMPERFECT_Mercury

It is the beginning of a mild spring evening.I am running down the stairs,quickly and excitedly,with my neighbours following me.We all want to see Mercury.It just fell down in the front yard.There it is,lying on the ground,crushing the mail boxes it landed on.It looks forlorn and lost,like a teacher’s petdeprived of attention,no longer firstin Sun’s …

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THE DAY INTERNET DIED

It was widely known that Internet had been ailing for some time. Its poor health had made it rather slipshod in the execution of its duties. Some had to endure days of frustration until an online connection was established, while for others the connection kept going on and off every second, like a flickering light …

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