A Room of One’s Own Revisited

I have a room of my own. The smallest in the house. I can see the garden and the seasons changing in front of my window. Sometimes, all the seasons pass in a single day. There is one bookshelf full of books and pictures line the walls. These pictures have been carefully curated and hung … Continue reading A Room of One’s Own Revisited

On (not) Writing

For Liz Stanley - who was right (sort of).   ‘Remember to write whilst working down there.’ You’re wilting already under her Basilisk stare, ‘Bang out an article whilst you sit on the plane, Bang out more articles you’re halfway to fame’.   For five years you lectured, marked essays and read, But those infamous … Continue reading On (not) Writing