Jim Crumley

Jim Crumley

Whispers and folklore

December 12 2017

Something trembled in a corner of my sight, something tiny and pale in all that pinewood landscape. A mountain burn tumbles past the corner of the wood and into the river there, and where their banks meet is a small stand of aspens.

Jim Crumley

Why winter’s future is bleak

December 5 2017

Did you notice that last Friday, December 1, the day you hung up your advent calendar (because nothing says Christmas like chocolate coins), and the first day of meteorological winter, it got milder?

Jim Crumley

If we can’t have Dundee 2023, let’s make our own One Big Thing Festival

November 28 2017

Just when it began to look like there were no more friends left to turn into enemies, Westminster’s ugly and undignified pursuit of Brexit has created a climate of such frustration and disdain among people who used to be our partners that these have banned British cities from the European Capital of Culture competition in 2023.

Jim Crumley

Wolves and woods

November 14 2017

Afternoon sunlight is as likely as anything to put an end to a writing shift. So when the day stirred itself from its stupor of gloom, I took a camera and a notebook for a walk.

Jim Crumley

Jim Crumley on Michael Marra: Great service to a great man

October 24 2017

The Crumleys, like the Marras, were a Lochee tribe. It’s just possible that Michael and I threw snowballs at each other when some lads from St Mary’s primary (the Mary’s) came up the hill to Ancrum Road primary (the Anky) to mix it up a bit whenever winter obliged with a decent snowfall.