Monthly Archives: July 2021

The Ouse is a small English river, only 84 kilometres long (and for comparison, the Thames is 346 kilometres and here in Australia, the Murray is 2,508 kilometres long). To those who are interested in literary lives, it is most … Continue reading →

It’s a thing, a genre. It’s my new obsession. Women, walking. Women thinking while walking. Women walking while looking backward and forwards, moving between their pasts and their futures and meditating on nature. Human nature seems to come into stark … Continue reading →

I’m a writer, but like most writers, I need a day job. And I have a new one. My old job was as a bookseller. Two days a week, 9 to 5.30. I  spent my days answering phones, taking orders, … Continue reading →