I think I was possibly a bit deluded after completing Agatha Christie in a single year, but I lost the run of myself last December and though I could manage two authors in 2022. I had intended to read all of Graham Greene AND all of Virginia Woolf.
Read MoreI’ve wanted to write something about artists and ageing for a while now. Now seems as good a time as ever. Bob Dylan turns 80 tomorrow and I first started thinking along these lines at one of his concerts in 2017.
Read MoreI have very little to say in defence of 2020. It felt like an utter vacuum of a year. It was hard to write. It was hard to think. It was hard to be. Reading was the only thing which came easy to me in 2020.
Read More“On the whole I have had sense enough not to do things in public, except when it has been absolutely necessary, or would hurt people’s feelings badly if I didn’t.”
Agatha Christie “An Autobiography”
Read MoreAt any given moment on any given day I am usually thinking, I wish I didn’t have to do what I’m doing because I’d rather be writing or -at a pinch- reading. I am not as nice as I pretend to be. I suspect a lot of other artists are wired very similarly.
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