On Saturday 14th July 2007, I started to write a book about an island man, by writing ten pages a day. I did it for about a year and a half, more or less. This year, 2012, starting on Saturday July 14th, I'm going to scan all these pages in day by day and post them on this blog, for what it's worth.
Monday, 16 September 2013
Friday 12th September 2008 (p3863)
And here we see despair in the writing. Only one page is managed, like he is struggling to swim to the surface of the ocean of pain that he's drowning in. The arm flails out and scrawls something in rushed red ink but is quickly swallowed again.
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