Wandering around the shops today I saw a man walking very fast, carrying a bunch of red roses. Ah, Schmalentine’s Day. Whenever I was single on Valentine’s Day I used it as an excuse to treat myself to all kinds of treasure – baskets of cats wearing bow-ties, a cinema date for one with an… Continue reading 10 Love Stories for Valentines Day
When I’m not painstakingly crafting sub-standard jokes or stealing something funny I heard someone say one time a while ago, and then wrapping it all up into a bundle so I can post it on this blog with a title that mentions cheese somehow – I spend my other spare time writing fiction. Ok, I… Continue reading On Rejection, Failure, Holding your Nerve, and Eating a Whole Baked Camembert
As I'm sure 100% of people who have ever daringly put pen to paper, or... fingertips to keyboard... will know, writing is such a wild stab in the dark with a blunt wooden spoon. Objectivity is obviously impossible. You can guess, but never really know, if what you've written is good, or terrible, or if… Continue reading Mentorship, Writing Skillz, Finishing Things, and a New Short Story
“Secrets, silent, stony, sit in the dark palaces of both our hearts: secrets weary of their tyranny: tyrants willing to be dethroned.” James Joyce, Ulysses Maybe it's a symptom of living in almost certain safety, to find the idea of banned books romantic. Imagine: the soft crackling of a paper bag containing a hard-back first… Continue reading Banned Books, Pseudonyms and a Secret Magazine
I’m feeling lots of cosy feelings right now, because I was lucky enough to be gifted with the shiny Liebster Award from fellow blogger Bohemian Nerd. For anyone who isn’t regularly cavorting around the world of blogs and bloggers, the Liebster Award is given by one blogger to another, as a little hello, a thumbs-up… Continue reading A Liebster Award!
I picked this book up from the library because the title was irresistible, started reading it on the train home, and was smitten, immediately. Often books arrive just when you need them the most, and this one arrived, volatile and funny, full of dark wit and poetry and joyful hope, on a grey Sunday in January. It was meant… Continue reading Review: Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? by Jeanette Winterson