nothing in the rulebook
A collective of creatives bound by a single motto: There's nothing in the rulebook that says a giraffe can't play football!
Author: professorwu
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I don’t have an infectious disease but if I did, I imagine telling people you have one garners much the same reaction as telling people you’ve written a short comedy film. There’s normally some initial interest – even enthusiasm – but then a yawning chasm of social awkwardness opens as people think I might expect…
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Eyes that cannot close, Do not always see For behind each blink Forms a memory, And she makes none. Her stone drapes, Fold heavy, As sunken shadows Embrace gravity, Woebegone. Deep loss Is not solely felt By those who remain and remember, The resilient ones, Frozen awake The benighted Passively surrender And dead stare, with…
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Man of the moment Jeremy Corbyn has written a passionate article in The State of the Arts, arguing what we here at Nothing In The Rulebook have always known: that there is creativity in all of us and, as such, government should be supporting the arts with funding – rather than slashing art council budgets…
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He wanted to kill someone. Not anyone in particular, or for any particular reason – he just wanted to see what it felt like. He didn’t want to get caught, though. He’d be careful. He bought a high-powered collapsible rifle with a silencer from a bloke’s mate’s friend of a pal, and found an old…
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Young, poetically-inclined Londoners should take note here – fears that “there’s no money in poetry anymore [sic: or at all]” are wholly misguided. In fact, there looks to be a truly fantastic opportunity for aspiring young poets living in the Capital, as London Laureates announces applications are open for the next Young Poet Laureate for…
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Maya Angelou once said there was no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you. If you have such a story, doubtless you’ll understand such pain. Of course, to overcome it means to write out and finally tell said untold story. Which, inevitably, is easier said than done. So, when setting up to write…
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An interview with the most searched for echidna in the southern hemisphere Let it never be said I haven’t shown solidarity with my egg-laying mammalian brethren. In an exclusive interview with Nothing in the Rulebook, Piggie the Echidna talks imprisonment, conquering fear and what the future holds for the much-loved pet and ambassador. Billy the…
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It’s my first gig. I’m at Angel Comedy, and it’s rammed. There are people standing, there are people being turned away from standing. The MC, Barry Ferns, has got the crowd properly warmed up. This is an audience that wants to be entertained, they want to laugh at every joke and unless they find a…
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When I were a lad, we used to keep chickens. One Easter they hatched a brood of chicks – all little yellow fluffy things, and one black one, who was immediately and clearly the runt. I went to feed the chicks one day, and replinished their water. They raced towards the plastic dish that…
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America. The American Dream. Uncle Sam. Rapacious capitalism. An impossible yearning to own and know everything. The North/South divide. Slavery. Race. Oil. Music. Culture. Literature. The Beat Generation. Kerouac. Ginsberg. Steinbeck. Whitman. Hemingway. Twain. Are these just factions, individual, separate identities – or are they part of a greater whole? What that whole might be?…
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