Welcome
Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
I'll be moving house over the next couple weeks (all things being well), and for some reason, broadband companies can't manage their product well enough not to have at least a two-week interruption before they can hook you back up. Why do we put up with service this crappy? Allegedly, I'll have dial-up (dial-up! dial-up! why don't they just give me two sticks to rub together?), but my updating here could be slowed for a bit.
In preparation, I give to you the iPod EP of The Way...
Perfect Way by Scritti Politti (if you're of a certain age and a certain exquisite pop taste, this will need no introduction)
She Will Have Her Way by Neil Finn (Neil channels every great song Paul Macartney ever wrote and goes one better)
Something In The Way by Nirvana (A song for the gloomy teenager in all of us)
The Way by Fastball (one-hit wonders, but what a hit - you could write a heckuva short story from this song)
Way of the World by Max Q (second dumb dead popstar on the list; Michael Hutchence doing a side project which produced yet another great song for your inner teenager)
And as a bonus track, When Do I Get To Sing 'My Way'? by Sparks, a song blissfully unaware that teenagers even exist...