Fictiontime

It's wonderful, isn't it, how quickly you can be whisked out of some present predicament by a bit of good fiction. I have started Cloud Atlas, and it is every bit as good - better possibly - as the promises that it would be. Thank god for that.

It is doing wonders for my commute. The hour has struck, I think, to step behind the veil of the here and now, to swap out my glasses for a new set of eyes and journey forth into the fantastic.