Sunday Rain

This morning it’s raining, so it’s quiet. This means that the people fighting outside the pub late last night aren’t on the streets, and if it keeps raining they’ll stay home instead of coming out to nurse their hangovers or renew the argument. The birds are still tweeting, so it must be warm enough, and … Continue reading Sunday Rain

Back to the Garden

The idea of group approval is a strange thing, pulling us this way and that, in directions that are sometimes worthy, other times ugly, asking us to constantly judge both ourselves and others, while hinting broadly exactly what that judgement should be. It’s not just music, or books, or film and TV that are ranked, … Continue reading Back to the Garden

Content 3

November 1 November always used to be my favorite month. The month of fogs, and mist, and shapes in the dusk that change and disappear as you stare into the grey air. There’s NaNoWriMo. Always a good month to write, sinking into ideas without some sunny distraction. So - some various thoughts on voice and … Continue reading Content 3

Content 2

First responders to an outbreak of creativity. Or, how the group Facebook recommended might not have your best interests at heart. “Forget the arbitrary rules,” said a meme. Someone posted the other day, “I knew I had such a gift that I never took a real job.” The British Government now jumps in, offering you … Continue reading Content 2

Content 1

There are moments. You hear something, and you look up, and you realize that you are thinking. For the first time. Or at least in a long time. Today, I talked to someone on the phone. Are you ok? they asked. They’ll use you up, you know. They don’t care. Take time for yourself. You … Continue reading Content 1