With creative writing, and even with art and photography, a text or work can be more powerful if it shows the thing (the person, event, issue, landscape) without directly mentioning it. It's not just about leaving room for the imagination, but about adding depth by going beyond the obvious. Subtext and hinting is expressive and... Continue Reading →
Life’s real heroes aren’t given the red carpet or BBC interviews
Why the hero of my latest novel is an old woman refugee “I like it when a flower or a little tuft of grass grows through a crack in the concrete. It's so fuckin' heroic.” ― George Carlin “No one is going to give you the education you need to overthrow them. Nobody is going... Continue Reading →
In the Netflix / social media era, is it really necessary to read fiction books?
When I can settle down into a book, I feel like someone who has been running frantically for days and is finally home. Reading is one of the most fulfilling things I do, and it is easy – no transport or planning necessary. Yet after a long, exhausting day of work, I often find that... Continue Reading →