Is it possible to love and hate a book in equal measure? After raving at length, the Panther insisted I read The Road by Cormac McCarthy. So, in spite of Terry Pratchett and because of Philip Pullman, I picked up the volume. Hopes weren’t high, it has to be said. A “post-apocalyptic fight for survival” […]
A slacker’s guide to Treasure Island
Short story: Two letters that cross in the post
Something I wrote – Talking like a teenager
Here’s another writing exercise, you might like. It came from the week we looked at The Panopticon by Jenni Fagan. I’m fairly sure proper literary types are supposed to study the book and its inhabitants from a dispassionate point of view. However, I just loved Anais, the tragic kid at the heart of the story. […]
The morning train
Later they would say that morning held a bleakly uneasy sense of doom. That the birds didn’t sing and the drizzle on the windows ran like tears. But they’d be making it up. It is a perfectly ordinary Tuesday morning and the train is silent but for the shushing and muttering from headphones and the […]