Back from hiatus with a kneejerk response to: Synecdoche, New York

So, I quit doing Budo for Litro a few months ago because I didn’t have time. Term is coming to an end, however, and I’ve been dying to produce something, anything, that isn’t an essay / commentary. Of course it’s never that simple and I will stew for weeks – months – without setting pen to paper, despite knowing it’s the only thing that will make my day worthwhile. I’m sure lots of us do this and I believe the term is procrastination. It’s ancient, humdrum stuff. But yesterday I watched a documentary about Irish monks who sailed from the north of their country to the place we now call Scotland; if they could paddle across the sea, build a monastery on the island of Iona and create the Book of Kells – coloured with lapis lazuli from a mine in Afghanistan! – in the 6th century, I can draw a grammatically fraught comic about a film I went to see in the comfort of the 21st.