Dinner
by Ian Scott Wilson SCENE ONE – Int. Dining Room. Fade into dim lighting reminiscent of candle light and crackling fire. A very large triangular… Read More »Dinner
by Ian Scott Wilson SCENE ONE – Int. Dining Room. Fade into dim lighting reminiscent of candle light and crackling fire. A very large triangular… Read More »Dinner
by Ian Scott Wilson (Dedicated to Doctor Harris) — “Wake now, forgetful, dreaming soul!” I see the wreck and ruin of some fever dream. Though… Read More »The Moral Landscape
by Ian Scott Wilson “Do you have a moment to talk about your genetic health?” A massive group of lowlies, probably from center district, walked… Read More »Genetios