Starting off the week by immersing myself in Chapter Sixteen of the book. Twenty-six days ’til my deadline and I’ve got another ten thousand or so words to go. It ain’t gonna be pretty, but I think I’ve got a shot at pulling this one out. While I focus on today’s chunk of the narrative, […]
Last day to take advantage of a sweet childcare situation. Trying to churn out a good thousand words worth of book between now and 5 p.m.—four thousand words less than Sinclair Lewis produced during his eight-hour writing stretches, but we can’t all be geniuses. Back soon with the delectable stuff; in the meantime, I once […]
Our pal who lusts after a Mozambique holiday also co-hosts one of the best Internet radio shows you’ve never heard of: Fresh Produce, which broadcasts far too seldomly from “an undisclosed location in South London.” The show’s most recent installment kicks off with the Hot 8 Brass Band doing a bonkers cover of “Sexual Healing,” […]
We’ve long been looking for an excuse to shout-out Fresh Produce, an eclectic podcast that airs semi-regularly from “an undisclosed location in South London.” Thankfully, their latest show gave us a killer hook: The strange career of Jamaican rocksteady legend Phyllis Dillon. As recounted by Fresh Produce co-host Daddy Like, who spun Dillon’s fantastic “Don’t […]
