Threads and Tangles Everything is wet, everything is fresh and green, new and spring-like until, almost overnight, summer arrives. And she arrives with the subtlety of someone snatching you off the street, fully-clothed, and throwing you into a sauna. The…
Today is my birthday. This, to me, is not normally a big deal. Another year on paper, another year since the date recorded on my birth certificate, maybe — but every day is another year. I like celebrating birthdays that…
(Which is a good word, whether it exists or not.) I write, I tell stories. Sometimes these are short, scant and brief, mere sketches of ideas designed to stimulate and provoke the thought process. At other times I write longer…
When I was young I wanted to see the world. I wanted to explore the unexplored, find hidden cities and lost tribes (never once thinking that these tribes were unlikely to have counted themselves lost), uncover ancient treasures and discover…
This is just a short note to say I fully intend to spend some time in November (when I’m South, in Edinburgh) revisiting my tumblr site, altering the theme (again – the new one really isn’t to my liking) and…
