Monthly Archives: May 2009

ya gotta have soul

Carole Cadwallader says of Martina Cole, in the Guardian: The Take wasn’t only the bestselling hardback of 2005, but won the Best Crime Thriller at the British Book Awards. And in a literary writer, her use of dialectal expressions would … Continue reading

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oh a writer’s life for me yo ho!

Is this it? Okay, time to write a new post. It’s really coming to something when you start getting get blog block. Last week was such a whirlwind, time to slow down and regroup. the terrible news of Craig Arnold … Continue reading

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poets, cornered

David McKelvie draws one of these every few days on his Stars Sliding blog, apparently. But they’re not always about Salt. Me, I’m always partial to my portion of paté.

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“there had been no violence along the food chain…”

Mark Thwaite has been watching the BBC’s poetry series and it’s got him thinking: The word care comes from the Old English caru or cearu meaning “sorrow, anxiety, grief”, but to care for someone or something is to shield them … Continue reading

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wolf at the door

Note the Gorey quality to the drawing in this video. A sort of Czech-looking Gorey look. This is one of my all-time favourite songs. The other night I woke up from a good old-fashioned nightmare about 45 minutes after I fell … Continue reading

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Filed under death, dogs, dream, sleep