A Tangled I – writing diary #2

Tangled up in words – a writing diary entry and a brief account of blogging elsewhere – and a visit to Borås and the sculpture I call a tangled eye. A Tuesday morning, peaceful. I must accept that keeping an account of hours spent doing things other than writing is not going to work. I have been able to keep up my notes on words written this week (to the tune of 751 on average each day, slightly down on last week), but I’ve completely lost track of the time I’ve spent on other things. It’s probably just as well. Although I aspire to time-consciousness, and though I often work well to a deadline, it really goes against my nature. … More…

A Few Opening Words – Writing diary #1

A few opening words for my new WordPress blog. A ramble through my motivations and achievements, possibly some whistling in the dark… and a few seagulls It is a Monday morning in July, comfortably summer-warm with the windows and the door to the balcony open and the sound of seagulls outside. They think of these blocks of flats as cliffs, and with each generation the memory of the sea and of diving for fish recedes. Their webbed feet are atavistic reminders of the harder, wetter life their forefeathers lived. I have been planning to start writing this for a couple of weeks now and decided this morning I had better actually start or find myself dissatisfied and disappointed when the … More…