By The Time The Plane Was Airborne

By The Time The Plane Was Airborne I'd Forgotten England Even Existed.

I Used To Think About Video Games, "this Is Clearly An Amazing, New Narrative Medium, And It's Going To Be Mind-blowing When People Get To Grips With What's Possible Within This Medium." It Took Us A Century To Get Really Good At Film. Video Games Are At A Much Earlier Stage.

My First Attempt At Writing Was Very Unstructured And Formless, With Shifting Points Of View. I Was Trying To Understand How Long Form Might Work, And I Realized I Had Something Shapeless. It Was A Total Car Wreck. But I Still Felt I Could Pull It Off. So I Ditched That Attempt And Started Writing In The Opposite Manner, In First Person, With A Driving Narrative.

Of Course Witnessing Poverty Was The First To Be Ticked Off The List. Then I Had To Graduate To The More Obscure Stuff. Being In A Riot Was Something I Pursued With A Truly Obsessive Zeal, Along With Being Tear-gassed And Hearing Gunshots Fired In Anger.

There Are One Hundred Glow-stars On My Bedroom Ceiling. (...) Glow-stars Are Strange. They Make The Ceiling Disappear.