Today I had one of the most precious teaching experiences of my life. Because we are taking strike action … More
Tag: Teaching Writing
Workshopping Settee in Autumn
Settee in Autumn The leaves change colour and fall on the russet settee. Sticky buds are stuck … More
Open letter to James Schuyler
Dear James (may I call you James?) Though it’s been a while (at least ten years, maybe more) it feels as … More
Jean Sprackland’s ‘The Birkdale Nightingale’ (LentBlog40)
For the final Saturday in Lent, and the final post of this LentBlog series, I have great pleasure in reposting … More
Open letter to Alicia Stubbersfield (LentBlog31)
Dear Alicia I can’t believe it is three years since I got to hang out with you at Totleigh … More
Ann Sansom’s ‘Instructor’ (LentBlog10)
Ann Sansom is one of my all-time favourite people, poets or normal, ever. I count myself fortunate to have worked … More
Their Age Now
I went home the other day. I mean home-home, where I was born, and where my parents still live. … More
The Power and Potential of Poetry
This is The Power and Potential of Poetry , the talk I gave today at the Somerset Literacy Network annual conference. … More
Back to school
Every September is the same. I pack a bag for work, set off into the still warm sunshine, and wonder … More
What really matters?
I was on the phone to a writer friend the other week. In itself this is a rare occurrence: normally … More
On giving feedback
I found myself in the position of giving feedback to some writers recently. The writers were teachers who had signed … More
Writing in the cracks
I was having a coffee with a new writer friend the other day. Not having known each other for very … More
What do I know?
One of the more interesting paradoxes of analysing the interviews of professional writers during the Teachers as Writers (TaW) … More
#NaBloPoMo 20 – On ambition
It wasn’t much of a day. I was in noodle-mode, sticking things into my day book, quotes and articles and … More
#NaBloPoMo 17 – Coffee? (meditation on a blog post by Josephine Corcoran)
If you came round for coffee these days you’d be offered decaff. Doctor’s orders, I’d say. And against my better … More
#NaBloPoMo 12 – The Alan Booth method
I have been thinking a lot recently about Alan Booth, my English teacher from the ages of 11 to 13. … More
#NaBloPoMo 4 – Sowing in fertile ground
I wasn’t always lazy. As I have written before, I think it became a safety valve for me around the … More
#NaBloPoMo 3 – Inimical to writing
My friend and I were almost at the end of our hour together. Banana cake (me), almond croissant (him). China … More