Ten years ago today I was standing in the doorway of my bedroom, watching the house swaying around me, listening to the sound of the nails pulling in and out of the framing timbers of the house. I can’t remember how many aftershocks we’d had by this point, four hours on from the 7.1 earthquake …
There is no such thing as a surfeit of good Belgian chocolates (until you have to choose just six)
One of the best things about preparing to teach classes is the amount of reading that I get to do. Am required to do, in fact. I imagine it's something like being the menu tester at a superb restaurant, or a product quality inspector at a very good chocolate factory, somewhere in Belgium, say, where …
Competition Report – NPD2018 24-Hour Poem
Well that’s it all done and dusted for Poetry Day. I’ve submitted my reports to the organiser (Hi Harley!), given all the entrants a chance to read the winning poems and to select their choice from a shortlist of ten, and sent the swag off to the lucky (and frighteningly-talented) winners. I know there are …
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Madness
It is just six minutes since the competition went live, and already twenty-five people have hit the page. Sweet dreams, my lunatics!
It’s only words (and words are all you’re getting, unless you win the competition)
I’m typing this a mere fistful of hours before the insanity of the 24 Hour Poem competition gets underway, while contemplating the awesome agglomeration of words that I’ve gleaned from the five books up for grabs. At this point it may be worth mentioning that I got very little sleep last night, as I kept …
A Dark Feathered Art 