He sat on the train and stared at reflection stacked upon reflection in the window at his side. So fragile, a trick of the light. Everything was so fragile. It seemed to him that the carriage was a world of ...Read More
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Locked In I was born aged thirty-three to a car crash in a town called Truth or Consequences, New Mexico. They always begin their books like that, with some notorious event, the nucleus of an explosion of cause and effect; the ...Read More
Just stumbled across this on t'internet: Six-Word Memoir book preview from SMITHmag on Vimeo. One of the most inspiring things I've seen for a while. My offering is the title of this post. I thought it was quite good! My other idea ...Read More
I sit and wait. I know that she will come. Late, as always, but she will come. As always. And even with this certainty, the waiting always makes me nervous. Will this be the time, the first and last, that ...Read More
I recently rediscovered the Moleskine notebook I used briefly in Mexico and later with a few poems and bits of writing in it. I'm going to put them on here, as and when I can be bothered to type them ...Read More
I recently wrote a Spanish assignment that I was pretty happy with. Here's the Spanish, and a translation: Isabel caminaba por la calle. Era una chica guapa; tenía el pelo rubio, y los ojos azules, como el azul del mar mediterráneo. ...Read More
I set myself the target of alliterating every sentence with consecutive letters of the alphabet, and it's really very hard! An Amazing Alliterated Article Beginning by broadening the boundaries of the brain, boredom brought me to begetting a bemusing, beguiling and boundless ...Read More
I'm bored. I'm always bored. Blur were right: Modern Life Is Rubbish. There is nothing left to discover, nowhere left to explore, nothing left to say. Nothing is new any more. There is an answer to every question and a ...Read More