The last word

Interesting to read about writers who write the last chapter (even sentence, in case of John Irving) first. I love Graham Greene's words:

So much of a novelist’s writing, as I have said, takes place in the unconscious; in those depths the last word is written before the first word appears on paper. We remember the details of our story, we do not invent them.”

And an update on Rituximab research from ME Association.

Watching Glastonbury made me feel old...

I watched snippets of Glastonbury, it made me feel old, though not as old as The Rolling Stones (have never been a big fan but loved their wrinkled energy, Kenny Rogers too, he made me smile). I learned of new bands. I really liked: The xx, Stealing Sheep (gorgeous girls), Jake Bugg (gorgeous boy), Weekend Vampire and Laura Mvula. I thought back to the Loch Lomond Rock Festival, held in the old bear park -  we had a bear park and a bear escaped one year. I remember seeing The Buzzcocks, and I brought home a boy called Michael - in my memory, he slept in the bath (I was fifteen), but I can't  see my mother having allowed that.