I was once a playwright. Without any pragmatism, deliberation, or vanity, this is, apparently, according to my subconscious anyway, the defining phrase of my life to date. It bubbled up after but a moment's idle consideration recently, with no forethought or restrictions, a gut reaction. I don't know why this happened. I had simply begun… Continue reading The Next Half: Writing at the edge of 50
Simon Ogden 