Hot on the heels of the last of last year’s WDYWP answers, here’s the first for fourteen in the form of a seven-part answer from none other than Mister John Tranter himself (Yes, that John Tranter. I’m gonna call this a coup. Because I can.).
Mr. Tranter’s segmented answer ably covers a lot of ground that is at turns mystical, practical, historical and ironic. Here’s a sample:
“Jesus, this is better than farming!” I cried, and I wrote poetry furiously from then on.
For the whole seven instalments, head to The Blue Corner forthwith. Which means now.