Daffodils? Check. Hayfever? Check. Blackbirds negotiating sex and territory from 4am? Check. It must be time again for the Canterbury Poets’ Collective Poetry in Performance readings! You can download your own copy of the poster by clicking here. Or just feast your eyes below: As always, a mixture of well known, not-so-well-known, local and visiting poets: Sept …
Amberley Writers’ Teaparty
For those of you who wonder what exactly it is that writers do (when they do whatever it is that makes them writers), this Sunday will provide you with the chance to see three of us discussing our work, our (writing-related) play and our preferences in the high tea department. Yes, I’m talking about the …
Five years on … and a badly kept secret
Five years ago today that the earth decided it was time for a change, and went off exloring the surrounding areas. Five years since sleepy, flat, boring Canterbury became an altogether too exciting place to try and and do anything like "settle". Five years since phrases like "terra firma" (I can't be the only person …
A difficult day
Today I took possession of Helen Bacand’s books and poetry files. It was a difficult thing, and I had to have a few moments of sitting in the car, staring at the the windscreen wipers before I was able to pull myself together enough to drive safely. The papers were hard, but the thing that …
The trouble with … giving feedback
One of the things that people ask me quite often in workshops is Why don’t editors give feedback (more often)? And it’s a peril of editing that I feel inclined to waffle about today. But first, a quote to put us all in the right frame of mind: The only thing to do with good advice …
A Dark Feathered Art 