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The cursor blinks. The early hour groans. There’s no milk for the coffee - again. Forgotten. Like sleep. Like stillness. Like rest. And...

Three coffee cups tonight. All warm. All half-drunk. One on the desk, one on the windowsill, one beside the bed. I don’t know which is...

The coffee’s still warm. I blink once, twice. Refocus… The label reads Drink Me . I eye it suspiciously, because we both know where this...

The cursor winks. The night leans in. The coffee’s gone cold, the hour gone shameless - and still, you sit there, faithful. Loyal. True....

The coffee is fresh. Hot. The hour? Unforgivable. Too late for clarity. Too early to give in. Still, I sit. Still, I type. Because maybe...

Relume: The Weaver Part 1 The first coffee was too weak. The second, too strong. The third? It never made it. It was launched - full...

Watch it on YouTube before the podcast drops Late Night Musings with Rogues and Scoundrels The coffee’s cold. Again. The screen glares....

Late Night Musings with Rogues and Scoundrels The hour is rude. The screen is smudged. One of us is still sipping tea (although there is...

Late Night Musings with Rogues and Scoundrels The hour is unforgivable. The cat is judging us. The coffee’s cold and the thoughts are...

Late Night Musings with Rogues and Scoundrels The hour is indecent. The coffee has gone cold—or maybe we forgot we made it. Again. Our...

Late Night Musings with Rogues and Scoundrels The hour is indecent. The coffee has gone cold—or maybe we forgot we made it. Again. Our...

How do you adapt a story that predicted the future before we even lived it? Lee Harding’s Displaced Person (1979) foresaw a world of social