The Rear Cover Blurbs

This bravely ambitious novel is like a modern ‘American Psycho’. A triumphant literary work exploring tragic and often inhumanly-human consequences. Highly intelligent and socially inappropriate, Langford’s nameless, misanthropic narrator is an arr...

There is no place lonelier than the inner city.

No place more fitting to make observations on the fallibility of human beings and the easiest to design their downfall.

Ideology isn’t his motivation. He hates everyone, equally.

His voice is unique. And he will be heard.

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Do we really think we can just start over? Are we deluded? Or is it the eternal human attribute to hope?

As is always the case, I make these videos and hold onto them, sometimes for years.

This was made in early 2018.

I think the vision came first and I wrote the poem aro...

'Miss, how do I do up my seatbelt?'

(Good tip for the new Terrorist. Rather than utilising some dirty dude with a feral beard, employ a hot babe! Then no-one will show any concern for the unattended baggage in the seat behind her.)

A recent survey of Qantas airline s...

S.W.M. seeking retirement

I am no longer restless

Or eager for the fight

The assholes are running the racket

And for the most part,

Always have.

The tales are told by the victors

This we know

They also ensure that the losers are kept silent

At least in their lifetimes

(Do not op...

Starlight swallows sense

There is an artistic shroud

That settles like star dust

Over the dark encrusted

Brittle beaten warriors

Who seek a sample

Of Sanctuary

From the speckled light

Hoping for more than illumination

Entrusting a way

Towards a new and solid path.

If they can’t f...