And then there is a reasonable amount of text by me – perhaps more than I expected when I started out, because, perhaps optimistically, I thought that with all the rich Satie-and-friends source material, it would merely be a cut-and-paste job.
And, perhaps a bit misanthropically, I started to resent having to eat meals with co-workers while traveling, since they were cutting into my nothing time.
And that perhaps was the first time I started thinking critically about what we were doing".
After a long time, perhaps two or three minutes, I started worrying about my mother, who is ninety-eight years old and was by herself.
It was strong on the minutiae of the rural scene too, and I wonder if it might fall within the spreading sphere of "the New Nature Writing", which has perhaps now reached into fiction (I started wondering whether this might be happening when I read Cynan Jones' The Dig a while back).
I started where perhaps far too many people start, with a small view of my ultimate options.
Wrong of me, perhaps, but still, eh? SF: I started to read his book, but it made me feel a bit unwell.
This got me thinking, if I was moved, perhaps others would be too, and I started to consider the possibility of writing a story from the point of view of a young transgender person.
I pretty much knew I was gay by the time I started secondary school - perhaps knowing all of S Club 7's lyrics aged 11 was a giveaway, but I didn't want to admit it to myself.
