The Fish’s Tail

The Fish’s Tail

Reflecting on Q2 2026 • Total words written: 52,930 (+27,126) Last week, my friend was telling me about the time she prepared a fish for dinner. She’d cleaned it, descaled it, and finally laid it down to chop off the tail. The thud of the blade shook loose a...
The Foggy City: Part One

The Foggy City: Part One

‘You’ve been here a while now. Do you prefer San Francisco or London?’ Fran, Britney, and I were having lunch in the canteen. I finished my bite and answered without hesitation. Souring my colleagues’ excitement wasn’t my intention, but I can’t deny...
Creative Company

Creative Company

I found Vincent the way you find most good things: in a bookshop. We were both attending a signing event by one of our favourite authors and happened to be neighbours in the queue. As seems to be the custom for my best friends, Vincent promptly left the country. The...
The Oil Layer

The Oil Layer

This week, I figured out that the entire wellness supplement industry was, for most practical purposes, a very attractive wall of nothing. I did this while trying to fix my eyes. Nobody was particularly interested. ‘That’s such a Jamie way of eating dark...
Snakes and Ladders

Snakes and Ladders

Reflecting on Q1 2026: The Winter of Preparation Total words written: 25,804 At the start of the year, my main ambition was to not fall apart. After what grief did to me when Mum passed, I knew better than to rush into chaining myself to a strict writing schedule in...
Russian Hackers

Russian Hackers

October 2025 ‘Is it supposed to do that?’. No. No, it wasn’t. After months of work and a couple of long years, I’d finally finished my new website. I was buzzing. Wanting to take a victory lap, I sent a link to my buddy in New Zealand. It was the evening for...