Sex & Death / A Farce in 34 Notes

Sex & DeathA Farce in 34 NotesSebastian and his long-suffering wife attend a funeral like no other. Sebastian Field-Marshall thought this collection of notes would fit nicely into the Adventure genre. Personally, I believe there should be a new genre entitled Travesty.There are many diversions, tangents and deflections within. As he admitted himself, this journal is the very definition of a moral hazard. Worse still, a cardinal sin, apparently - he addresses the reader directly. Yes, the fourth wall is breached on several occasions. He ignored my entreaties in this regard. Bugger off, whose story is this, I believe was his response.His fondest wish, he remarked, has always been to guide the reader through the many perilous stations towards sex, death and French doors. To be perfectly clear, I nurture a suspicion Sebastian is somewhat of an unreliable narrator, but as that dear old chap, Pontius Pilate, was alleged to have said to some bloke in a loincloth - What is truth? The roman governor was quite the existentialist if you ask me, but that is another story.Sebastian revealed much and I hope I've collated sufficient of his copious, scrappy, notes to display his many great and not-so-great thoughts. Upon presenting him with the finished draft and accompanied by a bottle of Glenfiddich, he slurred - seek the light - before passing out. All the lights were off in his house, so perhaps that's all he meant.Chris Dreyfus