Isn't it self explanatory?
It isn't easy going cold turkey. For months on end I made a practice of not writing. It became a habit. Now, all of a sudden, I have to stop not writing? Every day? Not only that, I have to stop not thinking. Stop not observing. Stop not daydreaming and not making connections. It's a… Continue reading On the bus
The sound in my head is a creaking, oil-less sound. Or more a rustle of dry leaves. If you unscrewed the top and looked in, you'd see grey drop cloths, cobwebs, a bouquet of bare stems, a doll with a drooping eyelid, a water stained book, a fine layer of dust settled evenly over everything.… Continue reading November surprise
Assuming we have electricity... http://youtu.be/V4WGsMplGxU
While doing a little Scott research last night, I came across the British Library's online collection of books and manuscripts, where you can view extracts of Scott's actual journal, written in his own hand, including the final, heartbreaking entries. We've had a minor-but-to-us-undecipherable electrical problem since spring. This morning, I got in touch with an… Continue reading Five cool things on Friday
