In the last year of my geography degree, I took a module on palynology (the study of pollen grains in geological deposits). During a field trip to Aran, after standing huddled around our tutor while he drilled out a bore… Continue Reading →
Well. How did that happen? Three months have evaporated. It has been the most intense, all-consuming ‘thing’ that I’ve done in a very long time. It is a very long time since I worked full-time (then a 60-hour week, no… Continue Reading →
So, I decided that I wanted to up my reflections on the sea. The sea was one of the drawing forces that drove us to live in Cornwall. Recently I’ve been thinking about the notion of the sea. What does… Continue Reading →
“Part biography, part reflection and part practical guide, Release the Bats explores the mysteries of why and how we tell stories, and the craft of writing fiction. DBC Pierre reveals everything he learned the hard way.” I haven’t read Vernon… Continue Reading →
My sister visited this weekend. “How’s the writing going?”, she said. “Hmmm…” She asked the question directly. I’ve been avoiding asking it of myself. She gave me a look. A look between sisters. It reached the neglected writer, who seemed… Continue Reading →
I typed THE END last week. Then I wrote it in my scratchy pen on my scene tracker. Then I nearly cried. I texted my sister, my mum, Jane (of Writing Retreat fame). My sister was the first to come… Continue Reading →
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