Lost property of words

Last Saturday I left my writing book on the bus. It was red with a purple binding, with the words: ‘REACH FOR THE STARS’ embossed in gold on the front. A friend gave it to me for my birthday. I’d only recently started writing in it, and it lived beside my bed. I liked the…

Having fun in Higher Education

On Saturday London Lit Lab taught the new Screenwriting MA students at Bath Spa University. We were invited to do an ideas-generating session. Zoe and I took the role of Idea Hunters. We are Idea Hunters, we said (not exactly out loud). How – we asked – do we find ideas? Where are they? Are they…

A few literary secrets

Fellow colleague and short story writer, Zoe Gilbert, and I are meeting this evening to plan content for our first course with London Lit Lab. A beginners’ evening course that starts on 2nd June and follows on every Thursday for six weeks at the wonderfully characterful Leila’s Cafe, on Calvert Avenue, Shoreditch. It demands to be said again,…

Words of wisdom

This week I’m returning to my novel. I’ve been away from it for almost three months. It was critiqued by my writers’ group, then came Christmas, then I got ill, then I wrote a proposal for a PhD. Now, we’re into January, the application has been submitted and I’m starting to crave my imagined world…