I didn’t post last week because, well, I’m sure I don’t have to tell you that world matters have (once again) been hard to comprehend. And the post I was going to share didn’t quite feel right. So I’ve dug… Continue Reading →
There is only a smallish group of people who can earn their keep doing what they truly love. If what you love is writing or anything else arts-based, this group becomes even smaller. Unless you’re independently wealthy or are supported… Continue Reading →
Whether you believe writers are born or made (and I think it’s a little bit of both), there are certain traits I think all writers should cultivate. Some may come naturally, others may need a bit of work. But they’ll… Continue Reading →
I wanted to share a few photos of this exhibition, currently on in the Weston Library, but photography isn’t allowed. That’s understandable so instead please enjoy these photos of the notebook and badges I bought at the library shop. The… Continue Reading →
The Glasgow Necropolis on a cold, bright morn; grand and Gothic and unsurprisingly, Victorian. Ever a society in love with death, elevating it into an art form fit for the ancients. It’s easy to see why writers are fascinated by… Continue Reading →
You write so that when you fall, your descent will be arrested, by a silver net of words tied in knots onto the walls. And you ask, are they strong enough, tough enough, tall enough, what if they just break… Continue Reading →
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