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
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Death and dreaming
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
New summer fun stuff…
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…
An Ode to George Budd
High Street Tales is here!
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!
Catapults and canoes…
One year.
This is the excerpt for your very first post.