
Open internet, open me
A warm welcome to The Literary Flâneur, and a bit more about what to expect here.
Look over my shoulder
Enjoy browsing field notes, ephemera, marginalia and curious mementos from the wanderings of a lifelong literary flâneuse.

A warm welcome to The Literary Flâneur, and a bit more about what to expect here.
Look over my shoulder
Why measure, that simple, ancient typographic constraint, is still the single most important decision on a reading page.

A week of walking, reading, and watching the boats come in. What slow places teach about attention.

The best software for thinking gets out of the way. A short meditation on restraint as an engineering value.

On hand-stitched signatures, the smell of linen thread, and what a centuries-old craft still has to teach the rest of us.

A short argument for publishing in places that don't optimise for you, and for readers who arrive on purpose.

A button is a sentence. A short one, in the imperative. Here is how to write it well.

Three hundred and sixty-five days, one slow route, and a small notebook. A report from the pavement.
One thoughtful letter every other Sunday — new essays, things worth reading, and the occasional photograph.
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