A Quarter Of A Hundred
On part-climbed mountains, two Welsh graves and the complex path to the 25th building I've resided in...
A new place can rearrange your molecules. In a way, my whole experience as a writer could be boiled down to me learning this fact over and over again. Last month I went to Snowdonia and I learned it once more, in a heady, pungent way. In the car, I felt a little drunk, as I often do when I’ve been driving forever and a new, spectacular place is spinning…
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