Well, it’s been a long time since I’ve written a creative word in anger. Ever since I wrote the novel about the angry creative writer. Catharsis is a bugger for productivity sometimes.
Having been messing round on Facebook, I’ve come to realise that I missed the wide-open spaces of the empty page (screen) and that FB and Twitter are incredibly proscriptive media, full of ads, trolls, and junk. Also I didn’t want to make Zuckerberg and Bono any richer.
So it’s good to have a bit of space to write in and work out my thoughts on life the universe and everything.
I’m not always this incoherent.
I’m usually worse.