A collection of essays about life, in no particular order. If you enjoy meandering with ideas, in no hurry, we might get along.

The title is a bow to “the long winded lady”, short story writer and journalist Maeve Brennan. I’ve been told I embody tldr— decided to own it.

Winding instead of winded, to call up the Beatles’ long and winding road, and because I think my writing has a winding nature, taking the long road between two points.