The writing of and to the publishing of the book, Where the Ocean Meets the Sky. Wednesday, January 9, 2013. I am 11,000 polished words into the book. I wish there were more hours in a day. Hmmm, if I did that I would probably become more strange and neurotic, not sure my family would like that.

The truth is I spend the greater part of my day finding new and interesting ways. Preparation, incubation, intimation, illumination. Devote more time to my files and, coincidentally, to th.

Currently working on debut collection. To the ones who have glimpsed this city stripped. Down to the urban bones the Eye is blind to,. The ones I knew, travellers on the one road,. The lithe leather-clad followers of the pale shambolic,. Who launched raw meters from pockets to prosaic skies. Unfolding am highs along the dawning Thames. Darling sweethearts of the middleclass who sought the novel. Sides of sickliness and documented all they found,. To fix heads, d.