I've been back in Wiltshire for over a week, after three days at the Aldeburgh Poetry Festival and five days on a rural writing retreat at Bruisyard Hall in Suffolk, as one of this year's Aldeburgh Eight. I had an amazing time, I'm so glad I applied for a place, and I'm still processing the whole… Continue reading After the Aldeburgh Eight Seminar 2015
If this blog was a room in your house, I'd be rushing into it, refusing your offer of a cup of tea, calling my news over my shoulder and rushing out again. Various events have made my life busy recently, not least my teenage daughter finishing her GCSE exams, attending her Year 11 Prom (when… Continue reading A busy few weeks
My week has gone by in a flash. I've signed off on my pamphlet, 'The Misplaced House', and I'm waiting for Gareth Lewis at tall-lighthouse to tell me that it's come back from the printer's. The launch will be at The Poetry Café, Betterton Street, Covent Garden, London WC2H 9BX on Monday, 8th December at 7.30pm. On Thursday… Continue reading My quick as a flash week.
Two days after Swindon Poetry Festival, I am still in a high and happy poetry place, and I risk losing my euphoria if I try to set down in words what it was about Swindon that I loved so much. Luckily, there are already two brilliant posts for you to read, as Robert Peake and… Continue reading Swindon Poetry Festival 2014
An imminent poetry reading (Sunday, 2nd March 7pm at The Torriano Meeting House, 99 Torriano Avenue, Kentish Town, London NW5 2RX - come along if you're around) and some comments by Robin Houghton about open-mic slots in her recent blog post have made me think about speaking poetry aloud: how I love some events but… Continue reading Speaking Poetry Aloud