Tag: the daughters

  • No need to lay any reality about the behavior of ostriches on me, thanks

    No need to lay any reality about the behavior of ostriches on me, thanks

    Returning from vacation has filled me with an utterly predictable and totally unshakeable sense of ennui about everyday life. I’ve been writing a lot, which is a wonderful feeling, but wish it wasn’t so frustrating to interrupt myself every morning and start cracking on some advertising copy. Still, though, that’s how we pay the bills. (And I’d rather…