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Monday, 12 November 2012

Just before Hurricane Sandy I started writing a new blog called Diary inspired by my reading of Witold Gombrowicz's more famous book with the same name.

the clean sheet

19 August 2012 at 6:40 am

During the summer I wrote another blog called The Clean Sheet which gathered together the odd bits of information I wanted to collect about soccer -- stuff that could be filed under the banner "Dancing Zu Qui Masters", the title of my work-in-progress about the beautiful game. Give that Catch & Release has lost its interactive capacity, I've decided to expand the remit of The Clean Sheet to include what had formerly been collected here. Also, if you use Facebook, you can find me there.

diary entry

17 August 2012 at 8:23 pm

Yesterday, the company that hosts my web site decided to install new (and improved?) software without warning me. As a result, the web application that I use to maintain this blog was irreparably and irretrievably damaged. So the blogging experiment I started back in 2005 has been wiped out. I suppose that all the entries exist somewhere in Google-space, but I have been reminded of the ephemeral nature of web publishing: here yesterday, gone today.

vertigo and wild places

14 August 2012 at 8:49 am

There is a post on the blog Vertigo about Robert Macfarlane’s book The Wild Places. Some of what Terry writes about and quotes from Macfarlane’s books resonates with what I’m reading in Rebecca Solnit’s A Field Guide to Getting Lost.

Solnit writes: “…that the world is wild, that life is unpredictable in its goodness and its danger, that the world is larger than your imagination…” [p. 132, taken out of context]

On the next page she concludes, “Maybe writing is its own desert, its own wilderness.” And I remembered my own book, Wasted, about the week I spent wandering around the Salton Sea, another wild place.

What follows Solnit’s meditation on wilderness is a recounting of the plot of the Hitchcock film Vertigo, a film which is connected with Chris Marker’s films La Jetée and Sans Soliel. Chris Marker died a couple of weeks ago, a day after his 91st birthday on Monday, 30 July 2012. The Guardian published an obituary to commemorate Marker’s artistic career.

diary entry

8 August 2012 at 6:46 pm

Me reading Gombrowicz reading Kafka.