Is ridiculous in its beauty. It shames me that I can see it. It is more than Constable. More than Bob Ross. Brushstroke trees, style it out. Ablaze in amber. Behind, bit part actors. Form a wash of ruddy forest Feathering down the hill. A stark hedge cracks through the centre. It’s all there. The… Continue reading this view outside my window
NEW POEMS… Over the spring and summer, I wrote a few poems, one about my friend Steph’s painting, another about satellites and whales, and string and forks and waiting. I wrote a eulogy for my dad, sprinkled his dust. I wrote some great titles for stories. I had some wonderful dreams… I fought imaginary and… Continue reading Death and dreaming
I felt so happy to do the Trinity Triangle podcast of BORROWED GROUND for New Writing South and Historic England as part of their High Street Tales project throughout England. Now, I am even more elated to report that I shall return to this very place to help out with a digital trail of the area this summer –… Continue reading New summer fun stuff…
BORROWED GROUND, my podcast short story for High Street Tales is now out in the world, and within it my apparently fairly spot-on imitation of Moira from the TV series Schitt’s Creek (Catherine O’Hara is Canadian, and I love her, so I will put my hands up and be okay with that).
It’s here! The story I wrote as part of Historic England’s High Street Tales project is out in the world, as part of an e-book. The podcast of the story will be released on 10 March, as HE is releasing one story a week, starting today (10 February). What a treat! I listened to the… Continue reading High Street Tales is here!
I have been commissioned to write about one of my favourite places!
This is the excerpt for your very first post.