Just back from handing over the manuscript of time to sing beofre the dark to Bruce Bascand and his sister Robyn. I’ve written and erased dozens of paragraphs that follow on from that simple statement. Stupid. Let’s just go with the observation that I didn’t handle it as well as I would have liked, and I’m …
takahē: the exit interview
Joanna Preston re-interviews Joanna Preston Today, once again, I’ll be interviewing poet, editor, chicken-keeper, creative writing tutor and masochistic glutton-for-punishment, Joanna Preston. Joanna, good morning. Good morning, Joanna. Lovely to be here again. Love what you’ve done with the curtains. I haven’t done anything with the curtains. I know. This is the way I love …
Reasons not to go online – # 2,447: addendum
On the way in to the class, I needed to fill up with petrol. (The car, not me.) First option: a queue. Ok, continue in to Lincoln. Get to Lincoln. All bowsers occupied. People towing boats, filling jerry cans. People from cars standing around talking. Pull in to a car park to wait. Get gazzumped by two other …
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Tasks to while away a wet afternoon …
One of the things I’ve discovered this year is the joy of citizen science. For those of you who aren’t familiar with the concept, it’s a way of putting the vast connectivity of the internet to actual use in solving scientific problems. No, not in the sense of using the wisdom of crowds to somehow make …
A Dark Feathered Art 