I just wrote my first car crash. I killed three people. It feels awful.
A little like this
Anger shackles
On the train from Eumundi to Brisbane earlier this week, I’d scored myself some glorious uninterruptable hours to write a piece whose deadline casts a megashadow over the month (and a piece that’s proving a challenge on two fronts). Or so I’d assumed. Lack of chivalry meets lack of self control, and the bloke who […]
Betty
So, my partner’s been admitted to hospital. Unexpectedly. He’ll be in there for somewhere between 2 and 4 weeks; they can’t be more precise, they have not much idea. Otherwise healthy as any other cycling-to-work, rowing-thrice-weekly, midlife-fit dude, he’s got a random thing happening with his facet joints in his lumbar spine, and only 42 […]
Quandry
I’m all in a dither over this latest review. Already, it’s taken much longer to write than usual. It has been written, deleted, rewritten a few times. The book was poor. I disliked it on a number of levels: starting with the macro, I think the genre of “memoir” can do without half-life scratches from […]