About a year ago, I told you all that I was living in a shed. THINGS ARE TERRIBLE! I said. ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE. I find pleasure in nothing — only dramatic and ill-considered break-up metaphors I am likely to cringe at in twelve months’ time. AND HERE WE ARE!! A full three-hundred-and-something-something days after…… cringin’ hard.Continue reading “MOVEMENT + REPOSE”
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THE BARCA-LONER
THE RUMOURS ARE TRUE: I AM A FAN OF MY OWN COMPANY. Not wanting to blow my own trumpet or anything but…… here we are. Toot toot. Really, though. I make myself laugh. I give A+ pep talks to the mirror. I write good stuff sometimes and then sit there clutching my own arms asContinue reading “THE BARCA-LONER”
LEAVING THE SHED
I don’t live there anymore. The shed, I mean. There is a chance that I will go back to visit from time to time, not because I want to but because Things Happen and Life Is Unpredictable and that is just the way it goes. Working late makes me happy. Finishing early sometimes on aContinue reading “LEAVING THE SHED”
TALKING, QUIETLY
Sometimes life is hard, and at the moment I am waiting it out. I am waiting it out in a old, rickety shed on a beach somewhere. This is where I live, for now, and it rains a lot of the time. Some days I don’t mind the rain – I put a bucket orContinue reading “TALKING, QUIETLY”
