Don’t drink and blog

Just one more, she wheedled, I’ll be fine! I can handle it and anyway, I don’t have far to go. I have just finished an embarrassing hour searching high and low for the bit of paper that has the co-ordinates and password for a blogspot site I started a couple of weeks ago – after a few cooking sherries,  to showcase some short and some really short stories. I can’t find it. Ah crap. Continue reading Don’t drink and blog

Room for one

I had the fullest use of the writer’s room at University today, being as I was the only one there. I did some work, had lunch, read for a bit and nearly fell asleep so comfy, cosy was I. This is where I spread out for a bit this afternoon. I find I work better when I have less distractions. At home I can be distracted by any number of things including West Wing box sets, laundry and refolding scarves. At University the chocolate machine is quite a hike – well a couple of minutes, so I tend not to … Continue reading Room for one

Edinburgh – 0.8 degrees of separation

It turns out a very good chum of mine who knows our reader in residence Stuart Kelly from school, also knows AI Joe as they share a friend and met at a party. She highly recommended The Testament of Gideon Mack by our writer in residence James Robertson and has this to say: “I liked the Gideon Mack book. There were some very interesting ideas in it. It was also slyly funny about a very particular brand of raspberry-mouthed nippiness found in the part of Scotland where the story is set”. I love raspberry-mouthed nippiness and sly humour is a … Continue reading Edinburgh – 0.8 degrees of separation