On criticism

"People say my writing is dreadful, pretentious, self-seeking shit – they say it a lot. Other people say my writing is brilliant, beautifully crafted and freighted with the most sublime meaning. The criticism, no matter how virulent, has long since ceased to bother me, but the price of this is that the praise is equally meaningless. The positive… Continue reading On criticism

On running

Today I went running without music for the first time. I used to run fairly frequently. I used to run half marathons (horrible things, that always seemed to collapse in on themselves at mile 10). But I kept getting shin splints and my body didn't seem to get along with running anymore, even though my mind craved… Continue reading On running