Matthew Rowe's Writings
Two hundred thousand and sixty four. Two hundred thousand and... I sigh. There are only so many times one can count the blades of grass on a hillside before the task becomes autonomous, like the beating of one’s heart. It’s more fun as an abstraction than an activity now. The wind complicates the task, making the blades bow in respect of its gentle might, and if...
Matthew Rowe is a recently short-haired, neurotic lay about who is currently unsure of his place in the world. He hopes this book will go some way to asserting himself somewhere. He has written a lot, read even more and studied creative writing at University...
Matthew’s Favorite Books
There are too many to mention, but honourable mention goes to: 'Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy' by Douglas Adams for making reading fun to an 8 year old. '...