An Innocent Abroad

Words about words.

Friday, 23 May 2014

Conversation with my supervisor

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H: "The voice is working, but the novel so far shies away from intimacy." S: "So I need more...intimacy?" H: "E...
Wednesday, 14 May 2014

A shed of one's own

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About six months ago, David bought a house. And behind that house was a garden, and in that garden was a shed. And I said, "dibs!"...
Friday, 2 May 2014

I'm sensing a trend...

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Last night I was going to go to bed early, because allergies are evil. But after thirty minutes or so of cycling a paragraph I'd just re...
Monday, 28 April 2014

A home for "Target Practice"

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I'm a bit tardy with this, as the e-mail came the day I packed up to go to America last-minute, but the first chapter of The Shore,  in ...
Friday, 11 April 2014

Walk to the moon

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This spring the uni hosted, among other luminaries, Margaret Atwood and Eleanor Catton. And somehow I managed to hear both of them speak fro...

It's raining dead white guys

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The upgrade panels are mostly slated for June, so all of us that will be going through the grinder have hunkered down to write. Henry had me...
Thursday, 3 April 2014

The unbearable lightness of degree work.

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Sometimes I forget that I'm actually doing a degree, that much extraneous paperwork crops up. Granted, it's all important, life-and-...
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