There are few harder things in life than introducing yourself, especially in print where mellifluous vocal nuance can disappear to be replaced by excessive wankery. Hence I’ll let a Platonic ideal of myself do the talking instead:
The figure was motionless and silhouetted in the bright sun invading the calm room through the tall sash windows. Light gleamed off a hand that reached up to scratch a head the shade of gun-metal.
“You want to know who I am? I don’t know who I am. I’m was brought up Jewish, in my solid Northern town, with a Greek surname, and Welsh and Italian grannies. After heading to Oxford, I started a life as a student of politics, but I studied too hard, looked too well at the polished politicians around me and didn’t like what I saw.”
“So I left that and went the other way, went into laughter and joy, a world of meaningless hedonism expressed and analysed by great minds… the video games industry, a pre-1929 utopian circle… or so I thought.
“I spent those years in a Land of Play, trying all the pleasures but gradually – one year I woke up, like an inverted Rip Van Winkle, to find myself grown old and surrounded by youthful gleaming faces just starting to suckle on the Yixing clay pipe. With reluctance, glancing at the shining eyes about me dulling as I said my goodbyes, I moved on.
“And the end of the story is that I was forced to live the rest of my days.”
Why Funambulism? I work in PR while doing freelance journalism and am intermittently offensive; it means ‘tightrope-walking’.
Mail at grill at funambulism dot com
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Pseudonyms that I can remember:
Egon Superb
James King
(Others still secret).
