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Saurus Eleventh – Afterthoughts

I’ve finally finished my eleventh Saurus manuscript.

It is version three. The first version has a river boat. The second version has zombies. The third version has something else.

When I was young, I thought I’d become a policeman, a scientist or an invisible man.

What am I now? Librarian. Life takes you strange places.

Writing stories is simply living more lives. You start with a map…

Coronavirus is here. A wave of home employment washes over the nation (I live in Singapore.)

I will soon be working from home, come next Monday. Preceding that, I’m still swirling in the office. Listening to music at work is commonplace because we use noise to combat chatter [so many e-meetings and conversations!].

Through a maze…

At the time of writing, my personality type has wriggled from INTP (Logican) to INFP (Mediator). For illustration, famous INTPs are Rene Descartes, Blaise Pascal and Albert Einstein. These are all philosophers and imaginative scientists. This sat well with me. I always took pride in my education in Philosophy. This archetype persisted in yours truly from heaven knows me till the earlier half of…

‘A Brief History of Me and History’ OR ‘Some thoughts that stemmed from reading a New Yorker article’

The Decline of Historical Thinking

Hmm, isn’t this interesting? My curiousity for history began roughly five years back. Having worked in a military library started all that.

A bunch of ghostly books just sat on the shelves moaning in the quiet. And the Officers will never know what they will never know, while I, having time to while, willed the pages to take me through time, space, and minds.

Fr…

There is no applause. Breathing begins. Breathing ends.

My son should be an endurance roller. He has been rolling for 15 minutes. Left to the edge, right to the edge, of the bed, of the bed.

Bon Jovi’s Living on the Edge was written for him. Adele’s Rolling in the Deep was written for him. Limp Bizkit’s Rolling was written for him.

He could roll the distance of the Earth’s circumference. He could roll to the moon and back. He could roll out of a time…

What’s up with Half Ghost 2, 2nd post

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I found out that in Jun and May, “What’s up with Half Ghost 2” actually had 27 views.

Yes, that’s my second novel, which is the sequel to Half Ghost. (Surprise!) It is still unpublished, so you can say it’s a ghost without a body.

In Oct 2018, “What’s up with Half Ghost 2” got 186 views. HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-SIX!!!????

Is that crazy or what… sigh…

I mean, I hadn’t noticed that anyone cared,…

I feel that one can be a scholar on Manga / Anime literature. It’s so rich.

Haha.

This holiday, I spent 4 fantastic hours on Zodiac Wars. I didn’t expect much.

But the non-linear storytelling and the sway from focus on battles to character exposition was sly. And it charmed.

In animes, I get super pumped up by the intros. 1 minute 30 seconds to brief set the mood.

This theme (Rapture, by Panoram…

How strange must it be, to be normal and not know what it isn’t like to be so?

Probably just as strange to be otherwise, and wondering what is could be like to be unstrange.

Needs are things that must exist or factors which must align, for to sustain life.

The common assumption, when one says, “Scott need this”, is that wanting to live is the fundamental factor is all of Scott’s decision.

This may not be true. If this were true, suicides would not exist. Scott could choose suicide for personal reasons (eg. depression by any name), or for societal reasons (eg.…

Those big bad buns are made from bugs. Stuffed with stuff like snails and slugs! Bite em chew em munch, chuck, glug Those big bad buns stuffed full of bugs!

My friends , I trust you already comprehend and acknolwledge my alarming intellect. Yes. Such a man, is known as a Ginus. Have you ever wondered…

What goes on inside the brain of a ginus?

Rejoice, all ye commonfolk, for I, intellectual extradinaire, shall indulge your curious minds. Feast upon the thoughts of a Ginus, circa 9 October, 2019:

1. Bread. I ate bread at 5.45pm. Why then, do I hunger…

1. Existential

This curry puff is existentially confused.

2. Expound

If I may expound upon my slimming regime, it was the 10 thousand sit-ups per anum which reduced my lbs.

3. Efficacy

The efficacy with which he took note of the finer female specimens in class was impressive.

4. Ironic

The teenager who proclaimed “I’m literally a genius” was ironically an idiot.

5. Marginal

His spelling was…

I dream of a world where a wall is built that separates prescribtivists and descriptivists. And the prescribtivists would be damned to read primary six English grammar assessment books for life.

The descriptivists, on the other hand(s), would have a library filled with Gaiman, Landy, Cowell, Pratchett and a massive radioactive-beam-breathing dragon that incinerates any prescribtivists who…

From two places are advice birthed. The first is concern, and the second is pride. These two aren’t mutually exclusive.

In heeding advice, discern for yourself the intent and motivation of the advisor. Be cognizant that the advisor does not bear the outcome of your actions.

Neither concern nor pride in an adviser is a negative quality. These are neutral. A proud enemy may offer wisdom. A…

The path of a mind ought to be at least as rich as the path of man. While a man can only walk in the present in a form of a human being, a mind can flow form free, revisit the days, places, laughters and loves of old; hop towards hopes, dreams, and scout and pathfind the future; ski in lands and realms otherwise impossible, seeking out alien flora, fauna, peoples and cultures.

Imagination is at…