I am a born-again atheist, so there isn't going to be a funeral. I will be buried in a linen wrap in a cardboard coffin in my forest with an oak tree planted on my head.
When I was young, I wanted to be the greatest blues singer of all time. I wrecked my education and left home for it.
The beginnings of a forest is one of the ugliest things on the planet. It's bleak and your neighbours hate you.
People who get trapped in the tunnel vision of making money think that is all there is to life.
It's a long, slow sunset for ink-on-paper magazines, but sunsets can produce vast sums of money.
The age of celebrity editors and monstrous staffing are over.