Man against cat.

This really happened today. Several times. I stopped her climbing on my lap so she climbed on my shoulder. Unbelievable.

It's a heroic struggle, writing, sometimes.

Snapshots of my disordered mind.

The Guardian Review section on Saturday has been running a series about writers' workspaces.

So I thought I'd give you a glimpse into my own.







As you can see below, the cat got out of the cage: