A String of Golden Bells: Everyday Synaesthesia #47.

This is a post I just published on a blog I occasionally update, all about my experience of living with a condition called synaesthesia.  *********************************************************************************** No rules. No routine. I am woken every morning by the sound of my alarm clock. That sounds perfectly normal. Except it isn’t my alarm clock at all, it’s me. …

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New Fiction: The Ravine

Here's story number 38 on my Tales of Fiction blog. I wrote a slightly shorter version of this for T'articulation's first fanzine back in the Spring. Hope you enjoy! ********************************************************************************* The Faurians clustered around me in the near total darkness, their damp fur bristling with voices. I was their translator. They spoke only in movement, …

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