Decompression and Charging

I know, I know. I hear you. But mine is a future with room for books of both the ‘real’ and the ‘e’ kind.  Although I do think my pocket Sony Reader is just too darn small. I have managed to find the bloody thing again and am currently charging it; my plan being to read the mighty Stephen King’s Under the Dome which I downloaded last Boxing Day. I am pretty sure if that had been a book, I would have finished it by the end of the next day. But perseverance and noble spirit and yaddah, yaddah… While … Continue reading Decompression and Charging

Street Reading – again

He’s the type of chap you only see in ‘local’ pubs. I am sure you know the type.  He is always a bit scruffy and occasionally a bit dirty. He always asks his boss for an advance on next week’s wages, which is clever because now he owes so much money they can’t fire him. You wonder if he ever had a wife to look after him and the truth is that he did, but being a drunk, he thinks he dreamt her. He is waiting for the big promotion at the factory and at 58, has not realised it’s … Continue reading Street Reading – again

Street Reading: The Follow Up

OK. So maybe I can’t read when I’m walking, but it turns out I can write when walking: how cool am I? I won’t lie and tell you that the font is pretty or that I manage to stay on the lines, but it is legible and forms an instant download from the writing part of my brain. I never seem to remember mental ‘notes to self’ these days, so this is an important skill I have discovered. Hmmm … it has also opened up new psychogeography possibilities. Continue reading Street Reading: The Follow Up