Monthly Archives: December 2008

Seventeen years

Earlier this year I wrote a brief post about a man called Giuliano Ferrara. Ferrara really isn’t that interesting, except as an over-exposed example of chronic brown-nosing that would take some beating even in Italy, and I wouldn’t bring him … Continue reading

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This is all we need

I worried about this some time ago. It looks as though I was right to be worried.  (From 3 quarks daily) Sorry, you need to click on the graph to see it properly – I can’t make it shrink to fit…

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French Lesson

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Christmas spirit: an antidote

Popbitch has made me laugh and given me a fair number of things to talk – and blog – about over the past few years. They now have a book out, with some of the choicest material to have graced … Continue reading

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Last blast before Christmas

John Self has done my Something Rich and Strange virtual book tour proud on his Asylum blog, where I rub shoulders with some of my favourite writers, such as James Kelman and, barely a spit away, Penelope Fitzgerald. It’s thrilling … Continue reading

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Herman Dune: My Home is Nowhere Without You

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A Christmas suggestion

Books. Because a scented candle never changed anybody’s life……

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Everything I Have is Blue

I’ve just finished reading the anthology Everything I Have is Blue (helpfully subtitled: Short Fiction by Working-class Men about More-or-less Gay Life). It’s edited by Wendell Ricketts, who also contributes a gripping short story of his own and a final, … Continue reading

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Nel mezzo del cammin

Five down, five to go. The latest leg of my Something Rich and Strange tour is posted today on Vanessa Gebbie’s News. I’ve been a fan of Vanessa’s work for as long as I’ve been blogging (and here’s the proof), well … Continue reading

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Lamed vovnik

This comes from a very moving article by David Horovitz, in memory of his daughter, Sarah.  In Jewish lore there is a legend of the lamed vovniks, the thirty-six just men on whom the existence of the world depends (Sarah would … Continue reading

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