John Fowles’ The Magus. Wow. I generally steer clear of sexual analogies, at least in public, but I think it would be unfair to say anything less than this book gave me a sense of what it must be like to have multiple orgasms. It was just so good, and it kept being so good, […]
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On Love as an Artform
For a while, I didn’t get art. It boggled me. You see, I am a person who expresses themselves most fragrantly in spoken words, slightly less so written ones, aptly through music, decently through dance, poorly through cooking, and, Pictionary successes notwithstanding, abysmally through visual art. So when it came to art I wondered what […]
Read moreTraining Retreat for the Madlands Book Tour – Day 1
It’s the morning of Friday May 4th. Brrr. I skulk in to a shower then knock back stewed pear with muesli. I slot my laptop in to my bag and am out the door, heading to catch the 7:22 am bus from Separation Street. Outside TripleR radio I meet Anna Rose and we catch a […]
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July 1, 2012 