Today, I've watched a full Arsenal game, and worked on my fantasy novel. Over the last three years, I've done one or the other on sporadic occasions, but both on the same day! I might as well be twenty-one and in college again!

The first sign of creeping age - it's almost impossible to get excited about exams. Two years since the last one, and now, it's an effort to just about care. Gotta summon up the spirit of the great Fraud from days long gone by, and say to myself, over and over again, "ab feel aa rahi hai!"

It's been a while. I wonder if anyone - but anyone - still hangs out around here! :) 

Ronald Dworkin died this morning ( Read more... )

Tonight, I fly back to the old homeland for a holiday with the family. First, to Bangalore (yes, the irony is not lost on me), and then New Year on a houseboat somewhere in Kerala. Dubious internet connection, at best, until the 8th of January, so an early-days end-of-year post ( Read more... )

An utterly crazy year, reading-wise. I'm probably forgetting lots, but here goes. This does not apply to individual essays. And this time, a random rating system. 1 star for good, 2 stars for very good, 3 stars for excellent, and 4 stars for life-changing-go-read-right-now!

Fiction
J.L. Borges Fictiones (and other short stories) ****
Victor Hugo ( Read more... )

Write. Edit. Delete. Write. Write more. Delete. Write. Edit. My protagonist is bloody wooden. Need to humanise him. What to do? Oh, of course. We'll write him an intimate scene. What's that, precious? We've never written an intimate scene before? Well, now would be a good time to start, wouldn't it, yes precious? Write. Edit. Gods, this is pure ( Read more... )

I thought this time would come at some point. I had been avoiding it for a long while, because the thought of having one comprehensive blog has always seemed attractive to me - football rubbing shoulders with life, and travel posts immediately before and after poetry. But somehow, the written word has always seemed different, out of place - ( Read more... )

I have stayed up all night, bleary eyed, head throbbing, and adrenaline running through my veins, and I have finished the first draft of my science-fiction novel ( Read more... )

I'm just back from a fairly mundane 5-a-side at Uni Club with some Greeks. Honestly, these days, with the bitter December cold, and with all the football I've played over the last year and a half, I only go to keep some semblance of fitness up. It's very difficult now to *get up* for just another game of football ( Read more... )