Have laptop will travel
InÂ the time-honoured tradition of itinerant smiths the world over, I am prepared to ply my trade wherever the wind takes me. My tools are a laptop, an enquiring mind and an insatiable curiosity about everything. I love finding out how things work, and exploring new places and, generally, stepping out of my comfort zone a bit. Just a bit.
My raw materials are â€“ of course â€“ words. I mould them, sculpt them, carve them. Fling them into the air to see what happens when they land. I pick up the broken pieces and rearrange them in what seems to me to be a pleasing order. I twist them into unseemly alliances when I compose cryptic crosswords, I beat them into submission when I suspect an errant subjunctive. And I drive them relentlessly, constantly seeking a new phrase, a new way of saying the same thing.
While that might sound cruel, I love and respect my material and my craft. And â€“ while love may be too strong a word â€“ I also respect my audience. And I will endeavour to offer you only the truth â€“ but wrapped up in the most absurd fantasy if I think I can get away with it. I usually do. Smiley face, smiley face.