The Writual of the First Kiss

In a previous post I mentioned going to a talk about being a poet, given by the Royal Society of Literature. It was a fascinating evening — I always feel breathless with excitement when I’m in the company of other writers — perhaps it is the...

Write Rite Right

I love the ritual of writing.  I love making a cup of tea, coming upstairs, turning on my lap top, gazing out of the window (icicles hanging from the sash this morning) while it boots up. I love the clutter on my desk: the photos, the postcards, the skateboarding...