Sleep, mostly

‘What else are you guilty about?’ ‘Most things,’ I say. ‘It doesn’t stop with poetry, you know. Or those unread … More

Escape to the Chateau

’Anything else?’ the book says. ’What do you mean?’ ’That you want to tell me?’ There is a long silence, … More

‘What else are you not telling me?’ says the book. ‘Nothing,’ I say. The book rolls its eyes, gives a … More

‘What you reading?’ says the book. ‘Nothing.’ ‘No need to be shy,’ says the book. ‘Go on, what is it?’ … More

‘What’s wrong?’ says the book. ‘Nothing,’ I say. ‘Liar.’ ‘Am not.’ ‘Are.’ ‘Aren’t.’ ‘Pants on fire. You’re hopeless. You should … More

‘The whole culture is telling you to hurry, while the art tells you to take your time. Always listen to … More

I was having a coffee with a new writer friend the other day. Not having known each other for … More

Dear Friends Here are the blog posts which you read most often in 2017, according to my WordPress stats: … More

There’s a problem with that title, isn’t there? While I have not been completely silent (fifteen blog posts at most? … More

I was on the phone to a writer friend the other week. In itself this is a rare occurrence: normally … More

His real name was Crispin. Bespectacled, quiffed, bandy legged, Ken wore the aloof expression of the terminally lonely, a tilt of … More

I was having a coffee with a new writer friend the other day. Not having known each other for very … More

For a number of reasons –too much grief in my life, too sedentary, too much television, too out … More

Today is the last day of NaBloPoMo, that month in the year when someone decides it is a nice idea … More

Dear God Do you think you could fix it so that I might have some of Martin’s playfulness, his … More

As we draw to the end of NaBloPoMo, I have invited Josephine Corcoran to collaborate with me on a joint-interview. … More

It wasn’t much of a day. I was in noodle-mode, sticking things into my day book, quotes and articles and … More

If you came round for coffee these days you’d be offered decaff. Doctor’s orders, I’d say. And against my better … More