Tag Archives: Mary Shelley

Do not be angry with the rain

“Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards.”  ― Vladimir Nabokov New years day, I am woken by the rain on my window, it continues, keeping all but the very brave or … Continue reading

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“As an operator he was bold, but not cool, rapid without being dexterous and he had no sympathy with humanity”

This is sort of a review of the Doctors, Dissection and Resurrection Men exhibition at The Museum of London, but also with many other related reflections and distractions. I visited the exhibition twice, once with my Australian scriptwriter friend, on … Continue reading

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