James Oswald


Something strange has happened to Aberdeen. Someone has turned the sound off.



This is a tale that defies description. All I can say about it is that I was sitting in the kitchen in my flat in Union Grove, Aberdeen one afternoon, desperately trying to think of something to write. For a moment that seemed like a lifetime, the noise of the city faded away to nothing. Why, I don't know. It might have been something to do with atmospheric pressure, a change in the wind or simply my brain dissolving with the unremitting tedium of life as an unemployed layabout writer. It might have been the world ending and being replaced by something more complicated and difficult to understand. And if that is the case, I'd like to meet the person who finally figured out the old one. I honestly thought I was going deaf for a while. Even my breathing made no noise in that perfect bubble of peace. The silence lasted until my girlfriend Barbara came home from work. Her key in the lock was an explosion that brought the world crashing back into my head. Perhaps I should get out more.



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