Archive for the ‘writing’ Category

At a conference recently I saw a presentation by a man who spoke with no notes for 45 minutes over a series of pre-recorded sounds. He had to tailor his talk around the noise, knowing what would come next, fitting his words into the time allotted by the previous sound – the coo of a mother […]

Below is a story I wrote last year and was still making changes to this spring. I wanted to write it after I stayed in a hotel in LA a few years ago and felt very strongly that “the thing” that is wrong with a certain kind of people is their unshakeable sense that they are culturally relevant, […]

I’ve just finished re-reading Margaret Atwood’s The Edible Woman from 1969, a novel whose protagonist is tormented by a steadily advancing aversion to food. Vitamin pills remind her of eggs laid by an insect, meat of its fleshy animal origins, and all of it makes her run to the toilet to involuntarily purge herself of the offending articles. […]



This is an entry for the FEMFLASH 2013 writing competition from Mookychick Online. Enter now. The shorts were covered in sequins and clung tight on her buttocks, rising high on the hips and leaving a slice of black, wobbly flesh in between her waistband and bra top. A woman put her hand over her mouth […]

Psychogeography: “… A whole toy box of playful, inventive strategies for exploring cities … just about anything that takes pedestrians off their predictable paths and jolts them into a new awareness of their urban environments.” (Joseph Hart) In the documentary Jiro Dreams of Sushi, Jiro, who has been making sushi every day for seventy years, […]

I forgot to blog about this when it got published, but my short story Unordered Lists was published by The View From Here. It was a thrill to see it online. Next up: my story Losing Eden is being published by Cinnamon Press in the spring. Can’t wait to feel its papery reality in my hands. Stories […]

I’ve been trying to write short stories so I’ve been reading lots to see how all the big guys do it, though often when I come across a corker, it’s so intimidating that I spend the rest of the afternoon staring into space with my mouth open and paper blank. Four stories of such calibre, all written […]

Yep, that’s a Proclaimers quote right there.

Below are some pictures of our 3 month sabbatical so far.

One of the biggest pleasures has been reading and writing handwritten letters – if you want one, let me know your address and I’ll write to you.


These are some of my books. I didn’t curate this picture, honestly; I even left the self-help book in. I would like more time to read and re-read them, and the other piles I have, and the still more piles which keep getting bought before the other ones are read. But time is in short […]

Hunter S. Thompson learnt to write by retyping great American novels – Hemingway, Steinbeck. He wanted to get inside their language and reconstruct his own. The writer Carrie Oeding calls this retyping of books, the learning of a craft from scratch, ‘an “I had no idea what I was doing” confession’. I think I can write […]