Simon Sellars on pandemic paranoia, self-eradication, and a taxonomy of writers: Propped inside the plague’s dimensions, Twitter is a sinkhole. Nothing escapes. Under isolation pressure, the mirror is polished and archetypes revealed. Older writers with ailing, vulnerable bodies set fire to their life’s work in the service of staring at death. Younger writers lament their…
Tag: archetypes
“…lost objects are found…if we hypothesize dimensions hidden from ordinary experience…”
“…reality is not only stranger than we suppose, it may be stranger than we can suppose…”