The Man Who Saw Everything: A gap in time

I’m having a gap in time that’s so far lasted the whole of a morning in the backyard of our house in Wavertree, the house we’re not leaving. It’s a Monday, it turns out, and a bank holiday too. Which I’d not been expecting as it’s only two weeks since the banks last had a […]

Reading Deborah Levy

I don’t know Deborah Levy but I’ve been spending the weekend in the company of her words and considering writing some of them down in here. Because they’re memorable but also so I’ll remember them, memory being a coming and going kind of ability sometimes. The weekend began early, sometime in the week, with a […]

Such A Day

I think it’s Muddy Waters singing, reminding me how essential this sound is to me. I think you’d call it the Chicago Sound. The blues when it’s found a band but not long arrived from the South. And along with the blues a warm feeling of contentment is descending on me, in my stomach and […]

Life After Life: The writing of fiction

During the late summertime of this year I wrote the first fiction I have ever written and submitted it as my dissertation for the MA in sociology I was then completing. Now, in early November, I’ve found this quote at the end of the novel I’ve just finished reading which would have inspired me had […]

“Brief Lives” & two perfect paragraphs

I’m not sure if you’re supposed to do this really. Include whole paragraphs as quotations on a blog post about a particular book. But they’re such a perfect bookends to everything in between them that I’m going to go ahead and do just that anyway. ✹ Since Kate Rodenhurst and I wrote our joint piece, […]