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Pitch dark outside

  • ferristeaching
  • Mar 21, 2021
  • 1 min read

Which is just a little better reporting that it is thus within.

After Hilton. Roger, that is. I should explain the melancholy sub-heading above: I am what used to be called a manic depressive, but manage the condition most of the time without the aid of tablets, though when I was younger it was much harder.


Both my parents had bouts of the black dog too. I didn't stand a chance; or rather, it was art that saved me. Just the crippling lack of self-belief that held me back. Getting a contract with Random House seemed to be the liberating factor, but I failed to come up with anything.


I think the dots emphasise the surface, but the inchoate backgrounds often impart a space that is ill-defined. We are all monads and motes in a greatly extended ordered chaos. The paradox holds. It is a surprise when you look into the yawning abyss.

 
 
 

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