Overtime.

I’ve just finished work. I’ve got a blocked right ear and really sunburned titties. What’s your excuse? I loved you when our love was blessed and I love you now there’s nothing left but sorrow and a sense of overtime. And I missed you since the place got wrecked, and I just don’t care what … Continue reading

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Spending All Day on Facebook Is Not Writing.

Stephen Fry made an interesting comment when he spoke at The Sydney Opera House recently on his writing process. He made mention of the fact we write fiction to tell the truth and nonfiction to invent the truth. The thought stuck with me for days afterwards. Days. I’ve pissed a fair few people off over … Continue reading

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Listen To Coltrane, Derail Your Own Train…

I did a wee wee beside a cat tonight, which was a first. I did a lot of other things throughout the course of the day also, I suppose. Big things, hard things, but what I liked most was the bit about the cat– I had some pretty interesting conversations, I met someone new, I … Continue reading

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I’m Not Here To Spoil Anyone’s Punch Line:

I woke up early one morning and it no longer seemed to matter– I’ve spent this evening with my boss learning loads about all things wine and olives and philosophy and life– He’s cool my boss. It felt refreshing to be dropped home just now by someone who only ever wanted for me to be … Continue reading

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