This is what happens when you spend a lot of time on public transport or in airports. I think. About where I’ve been, what I’ve done, where I’m going and where I want to be. Then I write - actually truth be told the thinking never finishes before the writing starts, I’m too impatient, and [...]
I’ve been sitting on this train for ten minutes and its almost as if to my left its still the same cresting and rolling wave I’ve been following since I boarded. I left Ernie at the single isolated platform of the aptly named Surf station. I saw him waving vaguely at an invisible me somewhere [...]
On the wide valley floor the snow makes the fields look vast and the fences lead to distant but regular homesteads. The open fields are backed by the mountains, folded with evergreens shading the snowy folds of the steep valleys. This is the country surrounding Logan, Utah. I’m here surfing a not insignificant wave of [...]
Is this the clutter of a writer or a lazy fraud?
A dirty plate, half a desiccated chili and flecks of yellow rice on board
A letter left unsent, one dice, a baby’s hat, a biro, delicately gnawed
Three light bulbs yet to blow, a bull dog clip, some frayed and useless chord
The mess of someone trying to [...]
Its been a while. Some things have changed, others haven’t - that’s the way things tend to go. I am beginning to actually feel like my more than two year journey has come to an end. Its been a year and a month since I landed back here, and left the world of two seat [...]
Following one’s dreams was, I suppose never meant to be easy! There are certain sacrifices one makes, money in my case being one of them. To allow myself time to follow leads, grow lists of contacts and chase the media industry, I have avoided stable nine’til’five employment, scared my dreams would disappear in a haze [...]
I don’t profess to be an authority on current affairs, in fact an ex girlfriend once labelled me pig ignorant. But, switching on the radio occasionally while stripping a pathetically small square of wallpaper in my tiny spare room, I see how, since my return to the UK I have become clueless with regards to [...]
12.26am Sunday 17th May
The man sitting opposite me has just woken up, his eyes showing themselves red and watery from under heavy lids. The girl sitting next to him has her head buried in her hands and curls protected and secret against the glass pane separating the seats from the door. Through her fingers when [...]
Its fairly easy to waste time sitting at home, trying to write a book. I look over my shoulder and there are some dishes to do. While doing the dishes I see an ant exploring the side board next to the cooker. I’ve named him Herman - he comes to visit regularly and up to [...]
Last night I gave a talk down the road from my house. It wasn’t a big affair, no stage or mic stand or reporters, just a little talk to a yoga school about my journey. I have done a few presentations now - apparently people want to hear about what drives a man to cycle [...]
