Category Archives: correspondence

A conversation
about writing
between two writers in
New York and Bangkok.

correspondence 9.9.16

It is ten o’clock where I am, at a cafe, on an island down south, where a Thai cook is watching television, having already prepared my breakfast. It is low season, and in the course of the day, I am the only one he will see.

correspondence 9.9.16

It is ten o’clock where I am, at a cafe, on an island down south, where a Thai cook is watching television, having already prepared my breakfast. It is low season, and in the course of the day, I am the only one he will see.

correspondence 17.6.16

  From: Babe <listentothebabe@mail.com> To: Gordon Flanders <gordonflanders@mail.com> Date: Friday, June 17, 2016 at 9:39 AM Subject: the way the rain smells Dear G I’ve been waiting for the rains to come since early May. The locals say that this

correspondence 17.6.16

  From: Babe <listentothebabe@mail.com> To: Gordon Flanders <gordonflanders@mail.com> Date: Friday, June 17, 2016 at 9:39 AM Subject: the way the rain smells Dear G I’ve been waiting for the rains to come since early May. The locals say that this

correspondence 12.05.16

Dear G–

My toenails are chipped. They used to be black but it’s been a month since I stepped outside. I turned 43 today and you can’t turn 43 with chipped nails…

correspondence 12.05.16

Dear G–

My toenails are chipped. They used to be black but it’s been a month since I stepped outside. I turned 43 today and you can’t turn 43 with chipped nails…

Correspondence: 22.04.16

Originally posted on Anyone's Ghost:
from: Gordon Flanders to: Babe date: Friday, April 22, 2016 at 1:04 PM subject: rot and recreation My sister-in-law may be behind me as I type, is behind me, but may get closer and…

Correspondence: 22.04.16

Originally posted on Anyone's Ghost:
from: Gordon Flanders to: Babe date: Friday, April 22, 2016 at 1:04 PM subject: rot and recreation My sister-in-law may be behind me as I type, is behind me, but may get closer and…

correspondence 15.04.16

I am reading Hemingway’s short story, Mr and Mrs Elliot, and there’s this line:

She had seemed younger, in fact she had seemed not to have any age at all, when Elliot married her after several weeks of making love to her after knowing her for a long time in her tea shop before he had kissed her one evening.

correspondence 15.04.16

I am reading Hemingway’s short story, Mr and Mrs Elliot, and there’s this line:

She had seemed younger, in fact she had seemed not to have any age at all, when Elliot married her after several weeks of making love to her after knowing her for a long time in her tea shop before he had kissed her one evening.

correspondence 24.3.2016

from: Babe <listentothebabe@email.com> to: Gordon Flanders <gordonflanders@email.com> date: Thursday, Mar 24, 2016 at 9.30 AM subject: madness I wanted to take a long break from writing, where you don’t do it every day; instead you only write on a Tuesday

correspondence 24.3.2016

from: Babe <listentothebabe@email.com> to: Gordon Flanders <gordonflanders@email.com> date: Thursday, Mar 24, 2016 at 9.30 AM subject: madness I wanted to take a long break from writing, where you don’t do it every day; instead you only write on a Tuesday

correspondence: 22.12.2015

What if writing is jumping off a cliff? He said, why don’t you start by jumping off a small cliff and see what happens.

correspondence: 22.12.2015

What if writing is jumping off a cliff? He said, why don’t you start by jumping off a small cliff and see what happens.

correspondence: 04.12.2015

I didn’t write this morning, Flanders. The jellyfish flooded the shallows and I swam hard for shore. They stung and red welts flowered on my skin like freshly inked tattoos.

correspondence: 04.12.2015

I didn’t write this morning, Flanders. The jellyfish flooded the shallows and I swam hard for shore. They stung and red welts flowered on my skin like freshly inked tattoos.