The art of getting known as, in the end, unknowable – but worth the effort of trying. This is a blog on Mike Johnston-Cowley (2024) ‘Nobody Knows Me’, Amazon Publishing. The transcript of an online Edinburgh Fringe show.

Geoff, my husband, and I both read the manuscript of this show during the time when our dear friend, was, for a moment without any confidence in themselves, composing it. We loved it then and love it now. We only hope that Mike did not interpret the fact that we suggested no emendations as a … More The art of getting known as, in the end, unknowable – but worth the effort of trying. This is a blog on Mike Johnston-Cowley (2024) ‘Nobody Knows Me’, Amazon Publishing. The transcript of an online Edinburgh Fringe show.

The long death of the periodic sentence, and on why we should desist from discouraging its resuscitation.

Steve Harvy seems a good guy and he has given an opinion of Sir Thomas  Browne’s prose style that seems to sum up, quite fairly I think, the way literary thinkers view that writer’s work in the light of contemporary prose writing fashions. [1] Urged to push that Faber published Sir Thomas Browne’s work, even … More The long death of the periodic sentence, and on why we should desist from discouraging its resuscitation.

The fratricidal protagonist of his novel ‘Falconer’ (the name of the prison setting of the novel), Ezekiel Farragut, eventually leaves Falconer. Though a laundromat shop-front he examines the ‘bull’s eye windows of drying machines’ in which there are ‘clothes tossed and falling, always falling – falling heedlessly, it seemed, like falling souls or angels if their fall had ever been heedless’.[1] This blog is a comment on John Cheever  (2014, first published 1977) ‘Falconer’.

The fratricidal protagonist of his novel ‘Falconer’ (the name of the prison setting of the novel), Ezekiel Farragut eventually leaves Falconer. Though a laundromat shop-front he examines the ‘bull’s eye windows of drying machines’ in which there are ‘clothes tossed and falling, always falling – falling heedlessly, it seemed, like falling souls or angels if … More The fratricidal protagonist of his novel ‘Falconer’ (the name of the prison setting of the novel), Ezekiel Farragut, eventually leaves Falconer. Though a laundromat shop-front he examines the ‘bull’s eye windows of drying machines’ in which there are ‘clothes tossed and falling, always falling – falling heedlessly, it seemed, like falling souls or angels if their fall had ever been heedless’.[1] This blog is a comment on John Cheever  (2014, first published 1977) ‘Falconer’.

Talbot Rice Gallery, aided by the artist, this year shows us the continuing newness and vitality of the work of the artist El Anatsui for the Edinburgh Art Festival. This blog interrogates the exhibition with the help of Susan Mullin Vogel (2020) El Anatsui: Art and Life Munich, London, New York, Prestel Verlag. It concludes I need to learn more, and see more, of this artist.

Talbot Rice Gallery, aided by the artist, this year shows us the continuing newness and vitality of the work of the artist El Anatsui for the Edinburgh Art Festival. This blog interrogates the exhibition with the help of Susan Mullin Vogel (2020) El Anatsui: Art and Life Munich, London, New York, Prestel Verlag. It concludes … More Talbot Rice Gallery, aided by the artist, this year shows us the continuing newness and vitality of the work of the artist El Anatsui for the Edinburgh Art Festival. This blog interrogates the exhibition with the help of Susan Mullin Vogel (2020) El Anatsui: Art and Life Munich, London, New York, Prestel Verlag. It concludes I need to learn more, and see more, of this artist.

Roll, Daisy, roll!

Daisy, our recue Staffy is a roller. She always has been. As she has aged, some of her nervous disposition has increased. She is easily frightened by loud noises, especially hunting gun shots, which happen a lot over the field behind our house. But one thing she has always done is roll. I have to … More Roll, Daisy, roll!

This is a blog on style that uses dramatic tension and ordinariness together, and, what readers ‘notice’ in their reading and what they don’t notice as discussed in both noticeable and hard-to-notice ways in Colm Tóibín (2024) ‘On James Baldwin’.

Speaking of his novels and short stories, Colm Tóibín says of James Baldwin’s prose style that, ‘I have no memory of being impressed or even detained much … . I just read it. I wonder if it was designed for that purpose: to be read without noticing the style’. This is a blog on style … More This is a blog on style that uses dramatic tension and ordinariness together, and, what readers ‘notice’ in their reading and what they don’t notice as discussed in both noticeable and hard-to-notice ways in Colm Tóibín (2024) ‘On James Baldwin’.

Our friend Claire asked us to write some words on the loss of our dear friend and her mother, a woman who gifted us and the world with someone who ought to be our ‘daughter’.

Leanne, your name sounds softer now, your loss Echoing still, and making space between stars A little greater. But spaces are to cross Not linger in. They are not prison bars Nor vast and empty soundless, sightless holes. Endings were just stage-light that dare our souls   Live larger like that fine actress you are … More Our friend Claire asked us to write some words on the loss of our dear friend and her mother, a woman who gifted us and the world with someone who ought to be our ‘daughter’.

‘The “road” means my return South’. The mission that was the life and witness of James Baldwin. This blog reflects on the great film ‘I Am Not Your Negro’, with the writing of Baldwin himself.

In yesterday’s blog I wrote, referring to Ralf Webb’s fine book (Strange Relations: Masculinity, Sexuality and Art in Mid-Century America, [2024] London, Hodder & Stoughton) and referring to his section on Baldwin Of James Baldwin I could not get enough. I will read him again, when I have finished Colm Tóibín’s new book on him at least, but … More ‘The “road” means my return South’. The mission that was the life and witness of James Baldwin. This blog reflects on the great film ‘I Am Not Your Negro’, with the writing of Baldwin himself.

I think a lot can be learned by just ‘relating’ stories. This is is a short blog on Ralf Webb (2024) ‘Strange Relations: Masculinity, Sexuality and Art in Mid-Century America’

When Kathryn Hughes reviewed Ralf Webb’s (2024) Strange Relations: Masculinity, Sexuality and Art in Mid-Century America, London, Hodder & Stoughton in an otherwise highly positive review she picks out the necessary negative, in order to prove her credentials as a critic. She says that Webb ‘feels obliged to include chunks of plot summary’ (of the … More I think a lot can be learned by just ‘relating’ stories. This is is a short blog on Ralf Webb (2024) ‘Strange Relations: Masculinity, Sexuality and Art in Mid-Century America’

In her new volume Jenni Fagan has a poem called ‘There’s a Problem in the Arts’. What is that problem? This is a blog on Fagan’s (2024) ‘A Swan’s Neck On The Butcher’s Block’.

In a poem called There’s a Problem in the Arts, the voice of a lyric says of literature that, ‘it’s an industry / for cunts! / Where’s the fucking poetry in it?’ [1]. What is that problem? This is a blog on Jenni Fagan (2024) A Swan’s Neck On The Butcher’s Block Edinburgh, Polygon. It … More In her new volume Jenni Fagan has a poem called ‘There’s a Problem in the Arts’. What is that problem? This is a blog on Fagan’s (2024) ‘A Swan’s Neck On The Butcher’s Block’.

How do you ensure your favourite recipe will ‘charm’ everyone! Here’s one that tells you: “Enchanting all that you put in”.

What’s your favorite recipe? “This just won’t do!”, James sighed. How can I answer my WordPress prompt this morning. I never cook anything that is remotely nice, let alone to favour. Heck, his husband  grunted. HECK has always been called Heck ever since James met him. He supposed it was short for Hector, but he … More How do you ensure your favourite recipe will ‘charm’ everyone! Here’s one that tells you: “Enchanting all that you put in”.

It isn’t all that ‘crazy’ to experience a ‘time warp’ in a structure ‘shaped by time’. A novelist ‘obsessed by time as a structure’. Benjamin Myers (2024) ‘Rare Singles’.

It isn’t all that ‘crazy’ to experience a ‘time warp’ in a structure ‘shaped by time’. A novelist ‘obsessed by time as a structure’.[1] This is a blog on a beautiful, readable comedy of a transatlantic impossible meeting of ‘two sides of a single. A-side and B-side’.[2] Benjamin Myers (2024) Rare Singles London & Dublin, … More It isn’t all that ‘crazy’ to experience a ‘time warp’ in a structure ‘shaped by time’. A novelist ‘obsessed by time as a structure’. Benjamin Myers (2024) ‘Rare Singles’.