Category Archives: authors

In search of lost time

When we moved into our current house, we moved a number of boxes in the attic. Some were genuinely for long-term storage—brass nonsenses originally collected by my parents do I suppose count as heirlooms—but others were a manifestation of that … Continue reading

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Autumn means all change

The seasons turn. I’ve dressed and re-seeded the lawn. I need to finish my autumn veg plantings. The pelargoniums continue to fire off fireworks, likely defying all weathers with their boisterous explosions until the first frost. The Greek basil flowered … Continue reading

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If Kant explains it simply, you don’t understand it well enough

Without really meaning to, I’ve spent the last couple of years limbering up for reading big, long books (with the likes of Wodehouse and Christie in between for perspective, and light relief.) Having a Kindle – and eschewing Amazon in … Continue reading

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Woods not words

A few days ago now, I walked home from work. It doesn’t sound very exciting, until you remember that it’s is a cross-country journey of some seven miles. Although the ground was firm and the weather good (if cooler than … Continue reading

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The exploration of damaged prose

I’ve written before in passing about how hack writing pales into insignificance alongside great talent. Consider this paragraph from what purports to be a crime thriller: Carol frowned. This wasn’t the Tony Hill she’d known all these years. Yes, he’d … Continue reading

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The death of the subject

A lot of the time I can’t deal with stressful novels. It took me several run-ups before I was able to career and carom through Kafka’s The Trial: several-less-one false starts followed by a particularly relaxed few weekends. More generally my nerves … Continue reading

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The death of the author

When I find an artist – author, musician, painter – who excites me completely, from head to toe, it sometimes suits my appreciation of their work if they’re long since dead. I know that sounds ghoulish, but it isn’t meant … Continue reading

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