This was a slow start, but as I so often find, continuing with it led to something sublime and heartbreaking. It's written in an anecdotal narrative, and without spoiling it, this suits the eventual revelations, which are fed to you in small pieces throughout the book. I kind of wished I'd not read the reviews … Continue reading Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro
I walk Duke for miles, getting out away from traffic and housing, into the countryside as far as I can. I like the relative quiet of nature, it's where I go to figure things out. A lot of people define themselves by what they're opposed to. I watch with equanimity at the arguments and provocations … Continue reading A Walk With No Destination
I cannot pretend I am without fear. But my predominant feeling is one of gratitude. I have loved and been loved; I have been given much and I have given something in return; I have read and traveled and thought and written. I have had an intercourse with the world, the special intercourse of writers … Continue reading I Cannot Pretend I am Without Fear
It isn't about adherence to one set of values for me. I don't like soccer or football but I love MMA. I love poetry and long walks but I also like playing games on my console. I love to lift heavy weights and enjoy visiting museums and zoos. I can't fix an engine but I … Continue reading Authentic Masculinity
I used to be the latter, sleeves rolled up and wading into the furore of internet debates, angry from a left/progressive perspective and expressing myself at every turn. It's a good way to identify yourself, it creates allies and defines your opponents. I gave it all up when I started writing. Why? Well, some of … Continue reading Author Or Activist?
I love Christmas If you're alone or struggling Then I extend an invitation for you To know that I love you For the simple fact That we're all on this planet Together I raise a glass to you