The state of British daytime television is a hot topic of debate in my house. As I live alone this means that I am often found stood in front of the mirror talking to myself about that day's episode of Jeremy Kyle. When the public at large and the powers-that-be talk of the sensationalism found … Continue reading Gameshows and the Sorry State of the British Public
No pictures of me exist online. You may try to find some but you will be unsuccessful. When it comes to social media I am a shade. Searching my name only brings up my Twitter and my Instagram, not my face. If the mood takes you, you may search my name on Google (or Bing … Continue reading On (Not) Shaving
Of all of the short stories, poems, novels, articles, and essays written by Hubert J. Watergipridget, it is perhaps The Room With The Light On Even Though It Was The Middle Of The Day that is most open to interpretation. Adding to the confusion is the prevailing assumption that it is not known precisely when Watergipridget … Continue reading When Did Hubert J. Watergipridget Write His Most Controversial Work?
Recently, I was discussing the literary career of Hubert J Watergipridget and all that it entailed. Author, essayist, scholar and amateur taxidermist, Watergipridget was well known in literary circles, but has perhaps disappeared into obscurity, more so than many of his contemporaries anyway. This could be because he happened to get on the wrong side of George Orwell, who subsequently poo pooed his writing.
Others attribute Watergipridget’s failings to the fact that he never really made a name for himself in America. This was not due to his writing not being received well in the States, on the contrary, it was embraced whole heartedly. It is a complex matter. A part of Watergipridget’s allure was in his captivating, charismatic persona. Wherever he went, uproar and festivities followed. Love him or hate him, all admit that wherever Watergipridget was, interesting things would happen.
Alas, he did not set foot on…
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To waste potential is an abhorrent concept. I see the wasting of my own potential by human resources administrators across this isle as they throw my application form into their bin. In the realm of film, potential can be wasted in a great number of ways. A touch of laziness or lack of attention in … Continue reading The Wasted Potential of The Dead and The Damned
When it comes to reviews of media, be it book or film, I dislike those who seek to fill their pages by covering in excruciating detail the events of the plot. A review should be a summary, nothing more. Simply extrapolate from the synopsis — that is why such a thing happens to exist. Actually, … Continue reading Zombie Women of Satan, Film Reviews and Sleeping Disorders
I have previously written about the life of the relatively unknown author Hubert J. Watergipridget. Being unknown, not many people know much about him. That is why he is unknown and not known. Those words, though sharing five letters, are polar opposites of one another. In a similar fashion, Hubert J. Watergipridget often considered himself … Continue reading The Sorry Affair of Watergipridget and Orwell