Another week has ended and my bread-making skills have improved further. I’m sure this is vital information for everyone on the planet, so I had to share it. Other than that, the only outtake of these past five days is that we are doing civilisation wrong. Continue reading A Profound Look Back at the Week: March 30 – April 3
This week’s been smoother overall and also busier, which I will in no way complain about because having work is good right now and not everyone is lucky to have it. Anyway, in a world where there is still just one single thing happening — with all the trimmings such as a rage against celebrities (well done, world) and fears of dictatorship — I accidentally happened upon something profound. Continue reading A Profound Look Back at the Week: Mar 23-27
Anyone who’s had any experience whatsoever with publishing, even with a single short story or a poem, must have acquired the kind of uneasy feeling that this is a sea full of sharks and other life forms that do not exactly have your best interests at heart. Sadly, it seems that sooner or later most of us run into these life forms. Continue reading We Want to Invest in Your Book
The first signs of spring are in the air in my part of the world and though it’s a bit early in February, I don’t mind it, too fed up with having to wear a dozen layers of clothing when I go out in the morning. It’s not that cold — we’ve got nothing on Canada, northern Russia or the States — but it is unpleasantly cold and it’s been cold for long enough. Enter spring! And close the door behind you because draught kills. Continue reading A Profound Look Back at the Week: February 17-21
“It’s never too late” is a piece of advice we’ve all heard. It’s the go-to, all-purpose encouragement chant. Well, that chant is wrong. It’s also counterproductive. Continue reading “It’s Never Too Late”? Wrong.
It’s been a while since I’ve blogged. The nice reason it’s been a while is that I’ve been busy writing the third and final draft of something like a sequel to The Lamiastriga that is currently named Second Skin. As far as I’m concerned it will be the final name, courtesy of a friend who should be an editor but isn’t. The not so nice reason it’s been a while is that I’ve also been busy worrying if my writing is any good. Continue reading A Lower State of Consciousness