Notes from a life

I have many notebooks. My current favourite are large – A4 with green end papers and lined pages in between. They come from Japan. Once every few months, my step-father makes a phone call to a Japanese friend who buys them in Tokyo, wraps them up nicely and posts them to the UK. Today, I decided to send a…

Back again

So, I’ve been silent for nine months. Well, not quite silent, just quiet, but very busy. Here are a few things that have been happening: I started a Creative Writing PhD. What on? Hmm, still not sure, but it’s fun trying to work it out. While slowly and cautiously venturing into academia, I finished my novel. 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…

Mad head. Sore back

It was my daughter’s birthday this week, which coincided, as with any week, with a lot of homework, and her mother on a deadline. That last bit is not so usual, although I do spend much of my working time in a state of panic at how much I’ve got to do, and how little…

Why being a writer is bad for your health

1. Sit arse on chair and don’t get up. 2. Frown lots. 3. Drink too much coffee and eat too much cheese. 4. Go back to the kitchen and make another piece of toast. 5. Editing is more interesting with a glass of wine. 6. It takes years to finish a bloody book – I…