The typical debut novelist is no older than twenty-four. Writing was something they fell into really. At Oxford, they accidentally showed a single sentence they had written to a friend. On the strength of this sentence they were awarded a six book deal. Now, they sit, terrifyingly photogenic, in the pages of your Sunday supplement.
This Dust, my first poetry collection, was published by Soundswrite Press in April. I’ve always written and read poetry. Of my seven published books, This Dust has been the most personal and the hardest to work with. It’s the book that’s me through and through. I always wrote, and I always wanted to write. When
“I’m trying to write a novel.” At one time, I would have said this in a whisper – if I’d admitted it at all. Although I’ve been writing since childhood, I kept my stories to myself for many years. I told myself the privacy was important for several reasons – mainly because the time I
It’s odd to think of poems as made things in the way we might make a cake, a cup of tea, a flower bed, a brick wall, a home… but the metaphor stands; a poem is a construction. Imagine this: we have in front of us half a dozen trugs or buckets, and in each
Picture this: I’m at a book festival, running around corralling authors and talking to attendees. Person A says to me, “You know, I’ve had this idea for ages, and I want to write a book. I just have no idea where to start.” This question is one I can pretty much guarantee I’ll get at