October 4, 2010
The Word Anthologies Always Reminds Me Of My Crippling Childhood Lisp
My past has come back to haunt me, not in the ethereal or peripheral presence of a spectre, but in the imposing, solid physicality of books. Two anthologies are to be released this month that include my own juvenilia, alongside the fully-formed, mature works of others. I wrote several pieces for Edinburgh’s The One O’Clock [...]
