At my interview for the MA Creative Writing course, I was shown round the rather impressive facilities of the writer’s room and lounge complete with TV, DVDs, desks, books and, a full size white board for writerly use. Sadly this last facility quickly became akin to a toilet wall with very little creativity employed. Here, David Bishop shows us how to really make use of such a contraption. Continue reading The Writing on the Wall
I read about literary related perfume today, and physically had to restrain the first two fingers of my right hand from plunging unaided, straight down my throat. And that is all I am going to say on this subject except that I have been hired to research appropriate emotion related scents for the following movies: The Shining, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Razorback, Zoltan, Hound of Dracula and all/any Judd Apatow related projects. That last one is pretty easy – think drains. Blocked, neglected and stuffed full of dead bodies. Continue reading Scent of a Reader
It has been an odd week. It started on Monday when I woke to discover my 30’s had flitted in the night, leaving no forwarding address, no thank you note and only an old bar of soap for me to sniff in remembrance. 40 is a strange age and one that is too grown up for me to understand. I am no longer a girl or young woman; I am now the age of a parent, except I don’t have any children to accurately accessorise my new years. I thought as someone not planning to have children, I would somehow be able to spend more time in my … Continue reading The Week That Was
Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman by Haruki Murakami. It has been a few years since I last read The Elephant Vanishes and I think I shall visit the attic this evening to reclaim my copy for a much desired re-read. Continue reading Currently Reading …
Writing the Long Way Around 