You could quit

‘You don’t have to do this you know.’ The book has appeared out of nowhere, while my back was turned … More

The lullaby

I have not left the house in days. I can hear the book pacing around upstairs, but neither of us … More

It has been a long day. Arriving home late and wanting nothing more than a bath and an early night, … More

The book has vanished. I don’t mean left the house, or popped out to see a friend. I mean vanished. … More

I have made the book a peace offering. I snuck out while it was sleeping, found my way back to … More

It is my turn to go out for a walk. The book has slept late, and, not for the first … More

We are at the flat. Everything has worked out fine: the journey, our connections and now amazing sense of space. We … More

Cut through to what happens when you listen. Cut through to making it happen, listening for it, failing, then doing … More

One of the biggest influences on my life, let alone my writing, is Martin Wilson. I should know; he’s my … More

I have said goodbye to the poem. For a while, a long while, we were not even speaking. After the … More

You stick to the routines you have set up, notebook observations, voracious reading, sending the work out to mags, even … More

I listened to the most wonderful radio programme about failure the other day. It featured Anne Enright talking with clear-eyed … More

Photo Credit: Tatiana Wilson You make the thing because you love the thing and you love the thing because someone … More