The late Carl Wyant was a friend.
Before he passed in 2001, he spent some months trekking up a steep hill in the stink of a northland summer to complete a manuscript, which he called Rumours From The Pit.
By that stage, 51-year-old Carl was in bad shape, due to a misspent adulthood, but nonetheless, he completed the manuscript.
Seventeen years later, another friend Buddhimanta Khan Das is working to have that manuscript published.
I am including occasional pieces of that manuscript’s contents on this site to honour and remember Carl by, and to showcase the quality of his writing.
That remembrance, for me, has tinges of profound regret, at not having done more at the time to help him. Continue reading “Carl Wyant – in memory”