Wait until next year

October 3, 2014

A walk to the station #1

I step out of the front door and hope I don’t bump into my neighbours. I’ve heard them banging around and so figure they are probably about to leave too. It is not that I don’t like them, or that they are particularly difficult, more that I’m not generally a bit anti-social and would rather have such exchanges of pleasantries when I don’t have a train to catch. I think I’m maybe just a bit miserable. I then think that perhaps it is a nice thing to have the odd friendly face when you leave the house in the morning, and that I’m lucky that there are some friendly people on my road. A good contrast to the wall of impersonality I will face with my commute. Read the rest of this entry »

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October 2, 2014

Let me write something for you

Newsroom in 1960s

It has been a while since I’ve done this. I thought I’d ask my small (yet perfectly formed) audience what they would like me to write about. Any requests? Read the rest of this entry »

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September 30, 2014

The signed editions

People queuing at book signing

There’s a really interesting post over at the blog of author Jonathan Gibbs, concerning the cult of the signed edition book. You should probably just go over there and read it rather than let me butcher the argument made, but I thought is raised some really thought-provoking points around the connection between author and reader, the compromises authors need to make, and the weird motivations we might have for getting a book signed. Read the rest of this entry »

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September 29, 2014

A brief anecdote on how not everyone is ready for the craft beer revolution

Bottle of Punk IPA

I was out on Friday with some friends, some reasonably new acquaintances. Towards the end of the evening I ordered a bottle of Brewdog’s Punk IPA. Hardly the most exotic beer in the world, but I’d had enough generic lager / bog-standard bitter for one night.
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