The Fictional Work Is A Kind Of

I Do Have A Fantasy Life In Which I Can Grout Bathrooms - But Not For A Living.

As A Bookish Adolescent, I Sopped Up Texts As If I Were Blotting Paper And They Were Fluid.

Whatever Respect Photography May Once Have Deserved Is Now Superfluous In View Of Its Own Superfluity.

Once The Working Classes Were In Chains, Now They're In Chain Restaurants.

What More Chilling Indictment Of The Modern World Is There Than This: That The Condition Of The Smartphone User Is That Of A Dumb Animal. Moooo!