Waiting Room Constant hissUnderwritesMuted conversation,Distant laughter,Inexplicable thuds.As if worlds are collidingIn the next corridor. Above all,Stillness,Anticipation.A tensionLike a dull acheIn your back.Waiting. Afternoon There is nothing quite like the stillness of an autumn afternoon.Hopefully there will be sun on the hawthorn berries.The alarm call of a blackbird.A leaf falling through …
As previously mentioned, the Fforest of Annwn is vast. Possibly endless. If endless is at all possible. Certainly it seemed to Pwyll …
“It is difficult to make predictions, especially about the future.”(1) The foolishness of these words might seem obvious, but there is a …
VERSE 1978-1988 Uncle Cedric. Uncle Cedric, in the bath tubDreams of monumental formsBillowing from the steamy water.Closing his eyes, he sighs,The water …
by Pwyll ap Douglas He was eaten by a dragon, but as it was a mythical creature, it didn’t do him much …
By Alan J. Crabtree My mother died recently (it wasn’t aujourd’hui). Initially I felt a bit numbed, and it was only when …
The death of hegemony with the rise of the media. My PhD supervisor Alan Costall always warned me about what we might …
An Exploration of Post-Factuality In 1992 I organised an exhibition at Littlehampton Museum on the history of a local company, Duke and …
Introduction Stalker is by no means the only game which recreates “historic” places (see Kapell and Elliott 2013). The most notable parallels …
Given my deja vu experience at Robert Maxwell’s talk (CHAT 2012), I thought it would be worthwhile to return to Stalker’s Pripyat …