Each peach, pear, plum I spy Tom Thumb Tom Thumb in the cupboard I spy Mother Hubbard Mother Hubbard on the stairs I spy the Three Bears I know that off by heart. And the rest of Janet and Allan…
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Listen With Wicked Witch: sitting uncomfortably with Pérez-Reverte in my brain
Posted in Arturo Perez-Reverte, creativity, games, historical fiction, literature, narration, Writing, writing novels
Valentine’s Day with truffles, Hugh Grant and lots of bedtime action – my Point-of-View
I can’t like Valentine’s day. If you need to show your love for your lover on a designated day, IT’S ALL OVER. It’s impossible to celebrate your unique bond in any restaurant in which a dozen or more other couples…
Tagged with: black truffle, brother of the more famous jack, delicious supper, egg pasta, irony, valentine s day, Wayne C Booth, wild mushrooms
Posted in friendship, life writing, literature, narration, reading, Writing, writing novels
Posted in friendship, life writing, literature, narration, reading, Writing, writing novels
Really? Where do you stand on artificial implants? My conventional argument
I shouldn’t be writing this. There are many reasons why I shouldn’t be writing this. But among them are the pressing matter of my assignment (due today) and my shockingly under-read brain. But I can’t bear not to. Because the…
Tagged with: Arturo Perez-Reverte, birdsong sebastian faulks, catch 22 joseph heller, jonathan safran foer, realist tradition
Posted in creativity, criticism, literature, narration, reading, Writing, writing novels
Posted in creativity, criticism, literature, narration, reading, Writing, writing novels
Come back god, all is forgiven – in the third person
The first time I understood that it is all up to me – life, etc – was the first full day of my first child’s life. On the seventh floor of the hospital I watched her sleeping and fumbled with…
Tagged with: Sebald, third person narration
Posted in creativity, criticism, life writing, literature, narration, Uncategorized, Writing, writing novels
Posted in creativity, criticism, life writing, literature, narration, Uncategorized, Writing, writing novels
Flushing out the truth about telling stories with WG Sebald
Once upon a time many years ago I feared I had a stalker. I was working as a reporter then and would usually get home late and full of white wine. On arrival I would jab at my answer-machine to…
Tagged with: James Wood, WG Sebald
Posted in creativity, literature, narration, Uncategorized, Writing, writing novels
Posted in creativity, literature, narration, Uncategorized, Writing, writing novels
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