Posts from November 2007
The last refuge of the complex (November 30th, 2007)
I’ve been rediscovering simple pleasures lately – cottage pie, watching films in bed (thanks to my new free TV/video), sober conversation (that is to say, conversation while sober), mopping, good coffee, reading and of course writing.
News in brief (November 27th, 2007)
Got to rush out, but keen to keep my promise-to-self to blog near enough daily. Thank God, then, for Haiku…
Do do do do do-be-do do (November 27th, 2007)
Last night was Richard’s 30th birthday and in an inspired move, he’d hired the Soho Hotel’s screening room for a private showing of The Breakfast Club – a film I’ve seen the beginning of a dozen times, but never the ending. And, oh boy was it good, even more so in the leathered comfort of [...]
The return of the word count counter (November 25th, 2007)
Word counts are not necessarily a good way to track progress. They encourage churning out words, rather than actually writing them. Which kind of worked for the Second Life book, but not so much for this one.
Nobody listened to the psychiatrist (November 25th, 2007)
Today marked the official start of Operation Write Like A Mother.
Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker: A quick update (November 24th, 2007)
So, 4am and a total write off of a day, all told.
Cliched self-indulgent blog post (November 23rd, 2007)
Well, I fell spectacularly off the ‘not drinking this month’ wagon last night. I may not have started ’til 10 but by four AM, by God was I there. And to think it was all going so well.
Thanking you (ess ay) (November 22nd, 2007)
“America is the only country that went from barbarism to decadence without civilization in between.”
In defence of ‘Is…’ (November 21st, 2007)
You know what I love?
Postman Pat and his brand new stretched, golden van, pulled by what appear to be ten thousand black and white persian cats. (November 21st, 2007)
More trouble at the treasury tonight after “Chancellor” Alistair Darling admitted that staff at HM Revenue and Customs had used normal internal mail to post records of every one of the UK’s Child Support claimants to the National Audit office. And now they’re missing. |
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