A day in November – draft

Preface Have you got your horse ready too?  That’s the way.  Right! We’re all ready to go galloping so that we can have some music. Let’s tell Mr Music that we’re ready too.  Ready please Mr Music. Oh come with us and gallop, and gallop, and gallop. Oh come with us...

How do you read?

Through the process of our reflective imaginations we make stuff up, and the stuff we make up is somehow germinated by the text(s) of the world. How do you think this connects to the evocative comment of Ben Okri’s revisionary Don Quixote, when he says in Okri’s story...

The time after others

Morning birds sang their cacophony. Her heavy blinds stirred slightly; nothing could keep out the intense morning light. Mid-spring sunshine sharpened the walls of the house, and rested like the tip of a fan upon a white blind and made a blue finger-print of shadow...