Alex Cochran

@cannotbegrouped.bsky.social

774 Followers 1301 Following

Alex Cochran (he/him) is the pseudonym of the less spellable Alex Weinle, a writer based in Cambridge. My debut SF novel is THE POLLUTANT SPEAKS from Bee Orchid Press. https://mybook.to/thepollutantspeaks

Burnham cuts rates, and Badenoch makes shrew-faced remarks.
Watercolour of an android.
Mullard Radio Observatory
A library shelf with an origami dragon on it.
Stick insect in UK garden.
Slow gods book
A pillow advert "it is not easy to cover sweat and cling to people" titled as tofu pillow.
Tip: If you are having trouble finding something in a capital city, try moaning about it on social media for hours.
Sunflower "Giganteus" seedlings!
Memoirs of a Spacewoman by Naomi Mitchison.
Fulbourn sky with con trails.
A copy of Claire North's Slow Gods.
An email from Percival Everett to Alex Cochran about the Jensen short story.
Claw marks on a wall.
Mistletoe above a door.
Slaine
Fairly hyperman.
"Invisible Cities" by Italo Calvino. "The Master & Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov.
Poster for film, Quatermass and the Pit.
Fridge master.
A spool of Benecreat permanently colored wire.
SF writers compass 🧭
Stephen King's book, The Running Man.
University Library choir.
Automatic Noodles by Annalee Newitz.
A mist pattern on a shower curtain.
Picture of Balsamic vinegar.
An Anglia Ruskin University t-shirt for the class of 2022 with holes in the collar.
Tiger Tiger by Jackie Duckworth
The Mark by Frida Isberg
More than three hundred years of Banking without any fundamental changes in banking methods. Travel and transport has been revolutionised: the face of the earth has changed and the nature of man has changed too. But with the persistence of Time, Banking had endured, un-changed and inexorable. The client finished writing. Unpredictably he had changed the amount he needed to forty-one pounds, seven shillings and sixpence. Newman scrutinised the cheque, took from the till the extra money and handed it over. He grunted a "good-day" to the client, withdrew his cash drawer and started counting feverishly.