This is a blog about my obsessions, whatever they may be.

May 25, 2010


I really should write up the Quilts 1700-2010 exhibition I went to at the Victoria & Albert.


I've never felt this defeated.

Not even with my novels, not even the ones that I have consigned to a place so deep, that they may never see the light of day.

I can't even bring myself to think about it any more.


Writing was never an escape for me, not the way it seems to have been for so many of my fellow writers.

It was just something I did. I wanted to be a writer, enough to earn the discipline.

Now it feels like all I have left, and I don't even know how I got here.

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