I had a meeting with the editor of a well-known magazine. She said, “I think your paradigm got stuck up your monomyth.” “Oh dear. Is that bad?” “Bad? You want to be a writer, don’t you?” “Well, I did. I’m… Continue Reading
Can’t think who it was who I first heard about it from — in fact, can’t even remember where it was. Probably at last year’s conference, or perhaps the summer school. Or was it one of the circle meetings? Hardly… Continue Reading
I can say it now; the gags have been removed. I can admit that I unleashed a monster upon America; a bumbling, mumbling television superstar that children love and parents loathe. Hear me; I created Richard, the One-Eyed Hound. I… Continue Reading
“What was the setting?” I ask Alan, my co-author and programmer. “Fifty words, Smittee.” “Read it again,” I say. “ ‘Nevertheless comb accident the incident I wonder,’ Jake replied. ‘A very burst respected ex-captain mad told me the story, and… Continue Reading