I believe in miracles

Writing last week about song lyrics and their link to poetry and vice versa, https://www.newstatesman.com/2019/01/literature-lyrics-0?fbc...

I STILL HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING.

A few weeks ago, I visited a writer friend of several decades. She lives in the top floor flat of a mansion block in London. As ever, as...

FLINT ROAD - short story

This morning, Marianne went back to Flint Road. She didn’t feel nervous in an empty house even though it’s detached, set back from the...

A Snail's View of the World

As a rule I write fiction containing a pinch of fact from my own history but for my present novel I've reversed this process and much of...

There hangs the moon...

I'm writing about my mother and wishing I had more photographs depicting her at different stages of her life. This is what interests me -...

HOW DREAMS BECOME SHORT STORIES

From dream to fiction and back again. I was the child in a house with a man and a woman. Although the house was unfamiliar, I knew I...

Grow Your Blog Community

With Wix Blog, you’re not only sharing your voice with the world, you can also grow an active online community. That’s why the Wix blog...