Raw Blue has the glitter skin, but it was only as I looked at the previous post I realised Night Beach has the glittering lights. Huh. Funny how you find patterns. It’s a recurring thing through the story. What do you call that? Motif? At seventeen, I’m in‑between. Staring at the carnival from a distance. Not sure if I want to go forward and
(Photo used with permission) This is why I love the internet – happy accidents. I was doing a search on carpe noctem, (which means ‘seize the night’, a play on carpe diem), and I came across We Are Sleeping Giants – the project site for a series of photographs by Canadian photographer Brooks Reynolds about summer nights, youth, and that moment just before something
Bernard Zuel (the one and the same who made an appearance in Raw Blue) rates Ryan Adams’ latest record, Ashes and Fire, pretty highly.* I’m worried though. It’s not that it’s not good – to paraphrase RA himself, you can’t refute good music. But what if he just settles down into a country rock holding pattern now, because he’s decided to finally take
Fishermen at Sea (JMW Turner) One of the big things in Night Beach is obsession, and Abbie, the main character, is definitely an obsessive type. Aren’t we all? Anyway, while a guy called Kane is probably her most dangerous obsession, it’s her fascination with art and the ocean that help to define her. What I loved about writing the story is that it
So I’ve bounced back from the shock of netgalley, realising that it means I can now QUOTE my arse off. This is from Night Beach. Abbie, the main character, is remembering her grandad. One of the things I was thinking about while writing it is how losing that special grandparent is kind of like losing your childhood … He came down here every day.
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