I had wanted today to read Philip Lamarkin, because he understood living more than I (and probably you, Internet, but that might be presumptuous)...

A personal secret: I, like many, have long succumbed to seemingly endless bouts of insomnia. It's not clinical, and I love sleep very much, but I...

Bookshop Memories

Some days, especially those in which my lack of tolerance for this city is only matched by my impatience with the job, I suffer...

Hypnalgiaphobia, the nightly quest for a real OOBE, learning to read more slowly and maybe with no accent, elas, these are the things that make us...

A Work of Art

Welcome to this, the humble inaugural edition of Miette's Bedtime Story Podcast, which is really nothing more than my excuse to have a...

I dreamt last night that I was a reluctant part of some Truman Showy podcasting reality television show, forced to read literature into one of those...