Before I begin, I generally have my first sentence more or less ready.
And I always know what the last sentence, or the last verse, should be.
Then I go on discovering the thing as I am working on it.
Continue reading A Meaty Oeuvre
Today, the blog strikes off in a different direction. This post isn’t about brains and lesions. It’s not about metaphorical hearts. It’s about real, physical hearts.
Continue reading The Heart Can Rule The Head
Mrs Stroke Bloke just walked in and asked what I was up to. It probably looked like I was idly eying a Joan Didion essay on self-respect. But I was hard at work. Honest. I’d already read articles on A Formula For Happiness, Why Some People Dislike Everything and Seven Thoughts That Are Bad For You.
— I gotta tell you: I’m going for something big here, but I think my reach is going to exceed my grasp on this one.
— Why not just do something goofy?
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I wasn’t particularly science-y in senior school or high school or secondary school or whatever it’s called where you are. By the time I sat my Highers (the major secondary school exams in Scottish education in 1991), the only one of my five subjects that touched on that group of topics was Computer Studies.
Continue reading Pseud Science