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26th March 2011: Things I know

I always know huge amounts more than end up on the page. I need to know it, and often I don’t have to think about knowing it, I just know it, it’s inherent in the world and it doesn’t end

Posted in Small Change, Writing

4th June 2010: These fragments have I shored against my ruins

I was pegging out clothes on the line this morning, and thinking to myself, the way you do: “Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade, And went on in sunlight,

Posted in Books, Thessaly

1st December 2009: 45 Today

I’m awake ridiculously early because I’m excited because it’s my birthday. I thought I was supposed to grow out of that, and I suppose I may, but not yet. AM is here, and we’re going to meet Z for breakfast

Posted in Life as it blossoms out in a jar or a face, My Books, Writing

1st December 2008 44 Today

Which seems like a nice round number. I went out for dinner with Rysmiel on Saturday, we went to Kashima and had some nice sushi and a delicious grilled hamachi neck. Last night I went out with Zorinth and his girlfriend to

Posted in My Books

28th February 2008: The Industrial Ruins of Elfland

I grew up in a post-industrial landscape. I didn’t know it, of course. I thought it was normal. It took me a surprisingly long time to see it. The South Wales valleys were empty until the industrial revolution, and then

Posted in Among Others

4th January 2008: Ratcheting and POV

There’s a thing that mechanical gears do, where each one has a little set of teeth, and each little tooth has to grip on one on the other gear to move the thing forward, and when they’re going they mesh,

Posted in Unfinished book stuff, Writing

1st December 2007: 43 Today

Or, as I might say if I were an atevi, I am fully 42. This year I managed to remember how old I was all year, so points for that. If I carry on telling people I’m 42, it’ll be

Posted in My Books

15th May 2007: Jeopardy, pacing of revelation & how you treat characters

I was having a conversation with Zorinth on the way home on the train largely about a (really nifty) story idea of his, and one of the things we were talking about was the things novels need in order to

Posted in Small Change, Writing

21st March 2007 Lovely rice pudding for dinner again (whining about proofs)

The thing I hate about proofs is — no. Among the things I hate about proofs are: the way they arrive sufficiently soon after the copyedit that I’m still sick of the sight of the book; the way I’m totally

Posted in Small Change, Writing

16th February 2007: Conversation with a Pigeon

Actually, you don’t have to fly away when I come into the kitchen. It was me who put out those oat-crumbs you’re eating. I threw them out into the snow earlier, and the last time I came into the kitchen

Posted in Among Others, Human culture, Whimsy