Sea

     Sidmouth
Some description I wrote whilst at home, getting used to living on the coast.
The sea is strange today – late afternoon sun making everything yellow-tired, and it is quiet except for a few disturbing passers-by up above on the promenade, or crunching through that narrow duny shingle that rises between me and the ocean. [...]

The 19.16 to Basingstoke

       A train journey from Torquay to Honiton.
I like this piece of writing. It’s so unlike my usual ultra perfectionist style, which is so difficult to write. This is full of dashes, as I tried to capture everything as it was happening. That crucial need not to miss any. I’d like to try this more often. Writing [...]