Fighting the black dogs
I spent most of yesterday evening, last night, and today fighting against the double broadside of unwanted and frustrating physical ailments and an attack by not one black dog but… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
I spent most of yesterday evening, last night, and today fighting against the double broadside of unwanted and frustrating physical ailments and an attack by not one black dog but… Continue Reading
As I get ready to turn my machines off for over a week, the time has come for a brief reflection on this year. I know I still owe posts… Continue Reading
You may think it counter-intuitive of me to write a post about New York at this time, after the disaster that Sandy has been, in the light of the dreadful… Continue Reading
On Monday, I got up at 5:30, left the house at quarter to seven, caught the 07:23 train to Stowmarket, then the 08:15 from Stowmarket to Peterborough, and from there… Continue Reading
There is a time in every man’s life when he has to reflect on what has been and gone and what will be, on how he may have wasted his… Continue Reading
These have been hectic, mad weeks, these last few months, and it’s difficult to relate, in a few words and impressions, how my life has been changed by what I’ve… Continue Reading
I know people think I’m an intellectual snob. I know they think I use words that are too big for my mouth or even for the pages I write on…. Continue Reading
So, this is it. The review copies have gone out, the advance advance copy has come back with some wonderful words from Sir Ranulph Fiennes, and we’re all set for… Continue Reading
This has been a difficult week. When considering this post, I realised how easy it is to write certain things into fiction rather than baring all as real people. Because… Continue Reading
I started writing this post in Marmalades in Norwich yesterday, but my Android phone let me get no further than the title, for some odd reason. I wanted to write… Continue Reading