Caryatid

I have become a community councillor, and not only that, I have become the vice chair of the community council, which not too long ago would have sounded horribly Pillar of the Community to my No Gods No Masters ears. Lines from Lydia Davis’s piece A Position at the University keep floating in and out […]

Performative

I’ve been meaning to write this post all week. Tomorrow the poet Hugh McMillan is coming to Moffat to share with us his sometimes dark; sometimes positive; always sharp, rhythmic and witty world view. The Mr’s band will set the tone with their transnational mix of blues, folk and rock & roll, and I will […]