November 2011 – Natalia A.

Have I told you guys that I became a sad playwright recently?

Because I totally did. As did Slava and Natasha.

‘Till the fat lady sings

Will I be pretty? Will I be rich? Here’s what she said to me… I had a friend, a slightly older chap, who had a young daughter – and would complain incessantly about how much OLDER he felt now that she was born. Besides the sheer weight of responsibility – very small children are soContinue reading “‘Till the fat lady sings”

Profound observation of the day

Julian Barnes is crazily good-looking. Crazy, I know.

Things that I can’t write about right now

I didn’t notice how I started crying. I had been cutting down a story about deaths in a Russian orphanage specifically designed for the children of female inmates – children born in captivity, like tiger cubs in a zoo (though tiger cubs generally get better treatment). Space on the page was limited, 300 words orContinue reading “Things that I can’t write about right now”

“Oh, you’re RELIGIOUS”

I think religion can be pretty ridiculous. That’s why I’m part of one, truth be told. I believe the existence of the universe points to the existence of a God – and said God has a sense of humour. Just look at babies. And dark matter. And the craziness associated with both. At the christeningContinue reading ““Oh, you’re RELIGIOUS””