Schadenfreude Is So Nutritious.

You May Have Gathered That I Am Not The Most Cheerful Of Revellers - Some Characterise Me As The Death And Soullessness Of Any Party But It Wasn't Always So, Believe Me.

The Future Continues To Preoccupy Me As A Reliable Source Of Hopes, Fears And Anxieties, But Increasingly The Present Seems To Have No Outstanding Qualities Of Its Own, Being Merely A Way-station Through Which Events Travel To The Vast Shadow Lands Of The Past.

If We Bought Everything On The Internet, Our Eyes And Mouths And Nostrils Would Probably Begin To Film Over With A Tegument - One Initially Tissue-thin And Capable Of Being Removed Each Morning, But Which Gradually Thickened And Hardened Until We Were Imprisoned In Our Own Tiny Minds.

In Survey After Survey, People Report That The Greatest Dangers They Face Are, In This Order: Terrorist Attack, Plane Crashes And Nuclear Accidents. This Despite The Fact That These Three Combined Have Killed Fewer People In The Past Half-century Than Car Accidents Do In Any Given Year.

I Have A Healthy Appetite For Solitude. If You Don't, You Have No Business Being A Writer.