The Aesthetic Memoir: Be My Witness

The Aesthetic Memoir: Be My Witness

A friend, Maroesja, recently told me a story. One afternoon, aged 17, she was standing on a train platform returning home from her boyfriend’s, when a man climbed on to the tracks. From down below, he locked eyes with hers. She frowned towards him, squinting,...
The Aesthetic Memoir: Picture This…

The Aesthetic Memoir: Picture This…

Recently I was interviewed for a Youtube channel, called Talk Beliefs, about my memoir, Sins of My Father with particular emphasis on my dad leaving to join a religious cult. The production was really good and we got almost 3,000 views in 24 hours, but one thing that...
The Aesthetic Memoir: Protected by Style

The Aesthetic Memoir: Protected by Style

My debut nonfiction book, Sins of My Father: A Daughter, A Cult, A Wild Unravelling was published a few weeks ago (17th March) and I’ve been taking it easy for a week or so, just to give myself a bit of space and to rest a little. One thing that I’ve been asked...
The Aesthetic Memoir: Capturing Emotion

The Aesthetic Memoir: Capturing Emotion

I imagine this will be the first in a couple of blog posts on this subject, and actually, just this week I was invited to speak to a group of screenwriters about writing from life, and was struck by the visual power of their articulated ldeas. They were all writing...