Confessions of a Remote Worker
It’s Monday morning. You’re trapped and rooted to your kitchen chair – the one with that peculiar wobble - a new worry line adorning your...
A Christmas Carousel
“Write a Christmas story? Never! Humbug!” This was the cynical and grumpy voice of my ‘Storyteller of Christmas Past’. And now, a few...
Just another lonely cliff plunge
The BBC recently serialised NW by the very talented Sadie Smith, and I was interested to read that she can’t bear to keep copies of some...
Do authors visit the places they describe?
Yes, my books are always about real places. Whether it’s a building, a mountain, or a city, I have to let the experience and vision of...
Is Twitter like a huge kennel?
Let’s be insensitively honest, Twitter is like a huge kennel on a bleak and isolated Yorkshire moor. Every dog (or user) barks louder and...
The other gender’s most tantalising secret revealed
Sssssh! Only dare to whisper it . . . The other gender’s most tantalising secret revealed. What really happens when a group of men go...
Adam and Eva – continuing my yarn for a sluggish train (Part Six: ‘The Marriage Guidance Counsellor’
Ms Joyce Freeman was a morose, grey-haired lady, whose wiry body was draped in straggly black wool. She had the kind of face that even a...
Adam and Eva - continuing my yarn for a sluggish train (Part Five: ‘A Far More Cunning Plan’)
In a desperate effort to try and unhinge his wife and instigate divorce proceedings, Adam decided to feign a midlife crisis. He had...
Are writers insane?
On a dreary November evening in 2014, I put on a curly orange wig, a hideous 1970’s shirt, matching medallion and I strangled a Dutch...
Writing and music - is there a connection?
In principle, there is an eerie silence to the medium of writing, but when I’m working on a specific chapter of a book, I like to...
