I've started writing again. A side-effect of breaking-up, I suspect ... at a loss after what turns out to 5 years of tumult - but who was counting?
I was always going to be a writer, but stopped 10 years ago after being programmed by a beam of pink-white light while lying naked, hudlling and foetal on the bathroom floor. Long story.
Although code probably counts - I've always maintained that programming is more literary than mathematical. I have to say that because I was top of English* and only passed Maths because my Dad went out with my Year 12 maths teacher in 1964.
* In the interest of full-disclosure, this is artistic license, I was not ~actually~ top of the class, I beleive I was 3rd overall behind Sally Taylor and Eleanor Matthews. F*ckers.
I was always going to be a writer, but stopped 10 years ago after being programmed by a beam of pink-white light while lying naked, hudlling and foetal on the bathroom floor. Long story.
Although code probably counts - I've always maintained that programming is more literary than mathematical. I have to say that because I was top of English* and only passed Maths because my Dad went out with my Year 12 maths teacher in 1964.
* In the interest of full-disclosure, this is artistic license, I was not ~actually~ top of the class, I beleive I was 3rd overall behind Sally Taylor and Eleanor Matthews. F*ckers.