FRENZIED LEAP INTO THE ABYSS OF OUR COLLECTIVE HOPES

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You can buy toxic at the supermarket in the antiperspirants aisle. You can get toxic in your Christmas stockings or spread a little toxic on your banana and walnut muffin. No, the word we’re looking for isn’t toxic.

The OED got it wrong this year, folks. Find out why “frenzied leap into the abyss of our collective hopes” suits our crumbling civilization much better. Thanks to Real Pants and to Gregg Murray for giving this heartfelt rant a home. Read it here.

Max Sheridan

Nicosia, Cyprus

I’m the author of Dillo (Shotgun Honey 2017), a pulp road novel, and the director of Write CY, a Nicosia-based platform for creative writing and community storytelling. I also co-direct Storyline Creatives, a boutique writing agency with a focus on storytelling.