Usually I won’t write about a book until I’ve finished reading it. But with this one I’m making an exception because I don’t want to rush it, for several reasons. First and maybe mainly because I’m learning from it, as I’ve always learned from Dara McAnulty since I started following his tweets about the natural …
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New readers might not know that there’s a whole section of this blog written by my partner called ‘Letters From Sarah.’ Containing her reflections on life, nature and, here, the deep red horticulture of an autumn day in North Wales. * I spend a lot of time outside and a lot of time on the water on my …
Some more words and reflections on how things are going with my work, my imagination and this learning. Today is a structure day for the final essay in what I think I’ll look back on as ‘the first three’. The three I’ll have written over these three weeks or so while Christmas and the New …
Clocks turned back, the big thing about early mornings now is that they’re lighter. That’s the point of the mass exercise in self-delusion that we do twice a year, isn’t it? (Though I’ve heard rumours some countries are stopping this quaint practice as it ‘interferes with the markets.’ Which will of course never do.) Anyway, …
Further comments now added to the discussion Yesterday evening, a Sunday, in one of the quiet hours in between World Cup matches, a friend responded to something on Twitter about self-employed people getting pressurised into doing free work with this thought of their own: Oxfam do the same. Ask young artists to work on festivals …
If these were the only three sunny days we get they were great weren’t they? So I thought I’d write them down so I can remember them, later on. When the weather goes back to seeming like it’s colder than it used to be and it rains most days. It’s Saturday evening as I’m writing, …
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