A sword that is not a sword, with an awesome voice.
I
seem to be following my trend of existential sci-fi even when I don’t go around
looking to do so. I am an existential person but I do like to go about
occasionally experiencing something rather life-affirming, though a whole lot
of the life affirming works plaguing me these days makes me want to do a root
canal on myself using a buzz saw, but I suppose I can’t help the world. As the
world buckles and heaves out yet another vampire-teenager-supernatural
oestrogen centric work, I do turn around and enjoy showing these sci-fi works a
fair bit more love, though I’d probably withhold on showing them such love
considering that it is not love they are looking for.
