Stub out that cigarette Lean back in that velvet chair    and think of me. Perhaps you’ll turn your head And glimpse the crescent moon Outside the third-floor window. Exhale softly, Start to rise to close to curtains Then change your mind Sink back down and turn your head away. Reach out your hand    to […]

Bonjour Tristesse first grabbed my attention with its title.   It had caught my eye when I was working in a bookshop a few years ago; one of a set of well-priced, slim books that came with their own cardboard shelf unit. I ummed and ahhed about it, on the basis that a fondness of […]

  The words only come when the world is sleeping the house is quiet the birds are roosting and only the cat prowls                                  the night. Then come the words, the dreams, the stillness in the head the desire to […]

It is fitting that I should post a New Year’s Day post on the second of January. The first, which I am sure many people spent hungover anyway, has passed, and it has sunk in now that the new year has time to get a little comfortable. Besides, it is a leisurely time of year, […]

 He’ll take the low road, he said. And he’d get to Scotland afore me. Stupid of me not to realise what that meant.   I stop, take off my cap, rake my fingers through my hair. I look back across the hills, towards where I’d buried him, beside the road, under a cross made from […]

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I’m reading Amanda Palmer’s book, The Art of Asking. I shouldn’t be, because it is November, and I am very far behind in writing my NaNoWriMo novel (or NaNovel, if you will). But it’s good, and I couldn’t help myself, and it has set me thinking.   I like the way Amanda writes. We have […]

I missed updating last week, though I’m sure you’ll forgive me. I’ve been participating in National Novel Writing Month, which hasn’t been “national” since about 2001 but the name is catchier this way.   It is now Week Two, and NaNoWriMo veterans will recognise Week Two as The Week Everything Goes to Shit. Writing becomes […]

  GOD LEADS US THROUGH DARK TUNNELS in purple flickering neon (as if it isn’t sure;) And I swear I’ve never seen a damn thing look so lonely (But maybe it’s just the misery talking.) stuck upon some haunted aluminium poles somewhere between Lost and Nowhere, waiting for devils that aren’t real to rise up […]

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If you’re a follower of my noteboook porn tumblr, Fuck Yeah Notebooks, you’ll know that recently I’ve been discovered Notebook Youtube. Against my better judgement, I’ve been drawn into the world of Planning. I swear to you I’ve resisted. I have! But they got me in the end. I happened to me, dear reader, it […]

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So, it’s October. NaNoWriMo is on the horizon once again, and young women’s fancies turn to thoughts of character, setting, and (dare I say it) plot. This year, I’d like to write something set in Kent in the 1930s, give or take. The main character, 30s, a writer, lives by the sea, smokes too much, […]