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The Cry from the Cross

November 27, 2025 ~ Robert ~ Leave a comment

The question drifted across my day like an unexpected visitor — not hostile, not foolish, just curious: ‘If Jesus is God, then who was He talking to on the cross?’ It’s not the first time I’ve been asked it. In fact, it seems to surface every few months, usually in the same tone: part intrigue, … Continue reading The Cry from the Cross

The Room in the Tower: A Dream with Teeth

November 10, 2025 ~ Robert ~ Leave a comment

For years I dreamt of a house that hated me. It wasn’t merely haunted — it was hostile. Its walls bowed with resentment, its staircase groaned in complaint, and the air inside was the colour of rot. Every visit was the same: I would wander through its ruined corridors, knowing instinctively that one door was … Continue reading The Room in the Tower: A Dream with Teeth

The Girl at the Crossroads: The Legend of Kitty Jay

October 28, 2025October 28, 2025 ~ Robert ~ Leave a comment

The wind remembers what the Church forgot. Two for the price of one. Today I managed 2.5k words of my book; today’s project was a sombre one so it’s fitting that I pull out these two old essays and share them with you here. I came upon her grave quite by accident, though I suspect … Continue reading The Girl at the Crossroads: The Legend of Kitty Jay

The Corpse Bride and the Living Dead

October 26, 2025October 26, 2025 ~ Robert ~ Leave a comment

Illustration inspired by Tim Burton’s Corpse Bride. Original concept and rendering © Wordinguk, 2025. I’ve been working on my book again — circling the same themes of death, memory, and the strange comedy of human attachment — when Tim Burton’s Corpse Bride came to mind. It often does, that little animated elegy; the film has … Continue reading The Corpse Bride and the Living Dead

Between Hell and Reason

October 26, 2025 ~ Robert ~ Leave a comment

Sometimes the world goes so mad that only a sane man looks insane. Albert Camus was one of those men. While Europe tore itself to pieces, he stood, cigarette in hand, between hell and reason — and, miraculously, refused to join either. When I first read his wartime essays, I could almost smell the ink … Continue reading Between Hell and Reason

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