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Apologies to Alfred

She clasps the crag with crooked hands Close to the sun in lonely lands Writing is in someways a lonely land, or lonely may not be the precise word I’m looking for. There’s a kind of necessary solitude, the need for a clear space. At my home office, this usually means me telling the kids,…

Jet Lag

I started Speakeasy Science in late January on my author website. I’d finished my book on the invention of modern forensic toxicology in 1920s New York City – The Poisoner’s Handbook – but I’d developed an addiction to writing about chemistry and culture. It was my first heady experience of working solely for myself. I’ve…