A break up letter to the moon

A break up letter to the moon

by | Sep 19, 2016

It all becomes so much clearer with a bit of distance. I was too close to see the truth before. I admired you from afar since I was 11 years old. Your glow, your mysterious beauty, your pull. How my heart gravitated towards you. I dreamed of conquering you and calling...
Sarah Crowder’s lists; people I grew up with

Sarah Crowder’s lists; people I grew up with

follow site by | Sep 13, 2016

I’ve lived in at least twenty different houses in my life, but one has felt more like home than any other; a semi detached council house on a council estate in a tiny Surrey village. I moved there when I was five years old and we had to move away when I was...
Sarah Crowder’s lists; Money making ideas I abandoned

Sarah Crowder’s lists; Money making ideas I abandoned

by | Aug 26, 2016

This is going to be a new regular feature, me doing my favourite thing; writing endless, pointless lists. Do you ever wonder how many people came up with the idea for the light bulb, the telephone, the wheel, etc, before they were invented but just couldn’t be...
Wild horses are going to drag me away

Wild horses are going to drag me away

This piece is an amalgamation of a couple of pieces I wrote for our Amtrak zine which you can buy from us here or from Pioneer’s Press here (Pioneer’s press should be cheaper shipping than us if you are in the USA) Marfa’s a tiny city in far West...
Obsessive, Compulsive, and Disorderly

Obsessive, Compulsive, and Disorderly

“I’m a bit OCD”, meaning “I even hoover under the rug when I clean my room and I do it at least once a week”, no longer bothers me like it used to. It’s a losing battle to fight against the evolution of language anyway. Things...
Eating with Notorious B.I.G. pt 3

Eating with Notorious B.I.G. pt 3

My original plan was that I would somehow get hold of Puff Daddy, I would grill him about his and Biggie’s favourite old haunts in Brooklyn and the two of us would go on some kind of crazy restaurant crawl, at the end of which we would be best friends. Puffy...
Eating with Notorious B.I.G. pt 2

Eating with Notorious B.I.G. pt 2

Illustrations by Chris Harward. Photos by Sarah Crowder. Sophie and I have been “going back to Cali” at least once a year every year for the last three years now. We drive around in rented cars (I say “we” but it is always Sophie driving since...
Eating with Notorious B.I.G. part 1

Eating with Notorious B.I.G. part 1

Illustrations by Chris Harward On this day 19 years ago Biggie was killed. I was two weeks away from my 12th birthday when Christopher Wallace (aka the notorious B.I.G) was shot dead outside the Peterson Automative museum in Los Angeles, and I had no idea who he was....
St John the Gambler and Caroline

St John the Gambler and Caroline

This is a short story I wrote for our recent zine, ‘My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys; Townes Van Zandt Edition’ that we released in conjunction with our monthly tribute night. I was inspired by songs from Townes’ albums ‘Flyin shoes’...

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