Four Thousand Weeks

Four Thousand Weeks

Rather than taking ownership of our lives, we seek out distractions, or lose ourselves in busyness and the daily grind, so as to try to forget our real predicament. Or we try to avoid the intimidating responsibility of having to decide what to do with our finite time...
Crossroads

Crossroads

“I never liked Santa Claus. I thought he was scary and creepy. I had a problem with him. But the look on those little girls’ faces, when they caught sight of the reindeer and the sleigh – I don’t think I’ll ever see more pure wonder and...
Waterlog

Waterlog

There is no anti-depressant quite like sea-swimming, and Holkham is where I usually go when I’m feeling sad. Striking out into the enormous expanse of cold sea, over the vast sands, I immerse myself like the fox ridding himself of his fleas. I leave my devils on the...
Damned If I Do

Damned If I Do

The Appropriation of Cultures “What in the world do you need a truck for?” Sarah asked. She stepped over to the counter and poured herself another cup of coffee, then sat back down at the table with Daniel. “I’m not buying the truck. Well, I am buying a truck, but...
The Seven Moons of Maali Almeida

The Seven Moons of Maali Almeida

Ranchagoda steps towards Jaki, who is hugging the box and backing away. ‘This belongs to Maali. He told me to keep it safe.’ Jaki does her best stare. ‘So, why are you taking it?’ asks Elsa, moving towards the pile. ‘Because it belongs to Maali. Not you.’ ‘Everyone...