I dream of London’s buried waterways, how the Tyburn crashes through Westminster trammelled by culverts, a ghost of a ghost. Bury me somewhere nameless. Let the days settle underneath leaves. Open the ground, bury me deeper this time. Let me fall down where the rivers meet so I can feel the current without knowing. There’s […]
The safety notice bleaches in sunlight. Hours smoke in a secret fire.
Alysoun’s talk focused on the changing landscape of publishing, self-publishing strategies and what publishers have to offer. I was particularly interested in ‘how to hook an agent’. What she had to say was pragmatic and at times sobering. Suffice to say a lot of people write but not many make much money at it. Fine […]
My friend Paul has remixed this lovely minimalist take on ‘The Axe’.
Of the two stories mentioned in my last update, I’ve been drawn to writing the folk tale. The quest narrative and father/son theme is especially relevant right now. Next step: summarise all of my notes into a one or two page overview. However, I’m already getting sidetracked by the temptation of new musical projects. One […]
I’m taking redundancy from my role as digital editor at Macmillan Publishers after nearly seven years. This summer will see some big changes but one of them will be the chance to write full time, at least for a while. As well as writing poetry over the past few years, I’ve been working on some longer stories […]
When you pause to think about it, time is obviously a measure of change and not a cause of change. Holding my infant son and pacing the bedroom to keep him from screaming, I looked at my wife’s bedside clock and tried to guess when I could reasonably expect to get some shuteye. Maybe it […]
We caught on memories, each one a wrecked canoe painted with forest-darkened light from a world gone to the shadows where they were silted.
My parents are leaving Halesowen, the town I did most of my growing up in. Recently, I found myself thinking about the stream that runs through Earl’s Wood and alongside the Dudley Road, behind what used to be Comet (now defunct) and other retail outlets. Don’t ask me why. As schoolboys, my friends and I were […]
What could be more rockin’ than a cover from My Fair Lady…?