Imagining the Bag of Tat

Christmas is upon us. I know this because even the normally sane are unable to resist the festive calls this year’s herald angel, Justin Bieber. Abandoning dignity, Marina Hyde fessed up to her horde of Christmas songs, a trove so catholic that Bieber finds admittance. In Toronto, The Globe & Mail tells me, that BieberContinue reading “Imagining the Bag of Tat”

All Watched Over by Machines of Loving Grace: a review

Just watched Adam Curtis’s documentary, All Watched Over by Machines of Loving Grace, which, elegant graphics and poetic title aside, seems to be selling the audience short. (The title really is poetry and is from Richard Brautigan’s fifth collection.)

“Red Chardonnay”

A good day’s work done, marking and preparing lessons. After lunch, I found time for a walk, but it’s my day off so after dinner a glass of wine is in order. To the piano bar at the Glenmoriston, taking in the islands and the birch trees with another short walk. It’s quiet when IContinue reading ““Red Chardonnay””

New York, You’re Perfect, No Please Don’t Change a Thing – Review of Super Sad Love Story by Gary Shteyngart

For the past decade we have been living in a post-apocalyptic moment. We have read about it in Cormac McCarthy’s satisfyingly nightmarish The Road, danced to songs about the planes that crash into buildings, “always two by two”, and smiled at those knowingly sing of our demise. The post-apocalypse, you see, is only ever anContinue reading “New York, You’re Perfect, No Please Don’t Change a Thing – Review of Super Sad Love Story by Gary Shteyngart”

“Foreclosure” Published!

Today’s joy has been brought by the people at The Literateur and their publication of my short story, “Foreclosure”. It’s pretension quotient comes from the Fellini-esque inspiration (surely, more Bruce LaBruce). The reality quotient comes from being written on the day Bear Stearns collapsed and the bankruptcy of the age.