Some of my favourite books

I’d like to tell you about some my favourite books. Or I could talk like a lot of readers do when being interviewed by an imaginary journalist, answering the following hyperbolic question: “What books have changed your life?” Continue reading “Some of my favourite books”

Be led by a vision, start dreaming again.

Should you only write when you’re inspired? Only write when you’re feeling positive? Should you only sing when you feel good? Only put hand to key when you are happy? Should you only paint when you want to? Dip brush into water when you feel a joy bursting out of you? Continue reading “Be led by a vision, start dreaming again.”

I write because there’s a kid in my head who really wants an ice-cream

Why I write …I write to clear my head. I write because I have to. I write because, while I’m making food, I have ideas escaping from my mind. Continue reading “I write because there’s a kid in my head who really wants an ice-cream”

A short blog is a good one: update on my writing project

If I had friends at the Guiness Book of World Records and if – for some unlikely reason – they were interested in my writing, maybe they would be interested to know that this will probably be my shortest blog post ever. Are you interested? Probably not? How about me? Nope, not really. Continue reading “A short blog is a good one: update on my writing project”

The dangling conversation …

When you’re smiling. Oh when you’re smiling. The whooooooole world smiles with you. (Sing it Louie!) Oh but when you’re … tired, you bring on the yawns. You bring on the yawns.

Did you just sing those words in your head to Louis Armstrong’s famous song, ‘When you’re smiling?’ It would be cool if you did because I just did, and that’s the cool thing about writing – it’s a way of communicating but it’s like this secret way.

Secret because the author and reader have an explicit relationship (it’s definitive. Like clockwork.) One writes, the other reads. Or vice versa. Continue reading “The dangling conversation …”

The sport of writing

Writers.They’re funny types. Weird.

By this, obviously I am including myself.

Think about it… if there was an athlete training for a triathlon or a marathon or some serious, inevitable event, what would they be doing?

Training.

Training. Working with a coach, being disciplined, off to the pool at 5.30am, only eating roast potatoes on a Sunday, that sort of thing. Continue reading “The sport of writing”