oblique stratagems

Whether you like it or not, there is one true meaning and all else is rough fancy...

Her name was ‘Diane’. A name I have preserved in my fiction for over thirty-five years. Whenever I wish to depict a fantasy woman, who is also all-too-human, I picture her.

Real life lacks the structure of fiction. It is full of loose ends, of random events with no further significance, of dramatic turns from which no moral can be drawn. Yet sometimes, we perceive patterns in the raw chaos of existence. We insist that, somehow, it must all make sense.

Out of a haze of heat and dust, three horsemen rode across the prairie towards Redemption Pass... X-Files in the Wild West? No Part 2, this is it.

Once upon a Time that Never Was, in a gloomy chamber without a door, atop the highest turret in the royal palace, at the heart of the magical kingdom of Karmalot, there lived a Wizard.

*****

somehow

she forgets the cakewalk and the swivel

He looked a lot like Che Guevara.

With apologies to Justin Hayward, but it did spoil the moment.

Gifted with a colouring book...

Do you feel better now...?