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I haven’t used a typewriter for donkey years. I was listening to a podcast on the plane and an author was saying- he didn’t use a computer. He used an old typewriter. He was asked if the slowness of the … Continue reading
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When I was down beside the sea, a wooden spade they gave to me to dig the sandy shores….That was the first poem I ever memorised along with another, a really odd choice, the melancholic poem by Verlaine.. Il pleure … Continue reading
Dear Agent Can I send you my very first novel? It’s only seven hundred thousand odd words. Errg…I don’t think so. A large novel is daunting. It just is. It’s physically large to hold, expensive to produce, and has … Continue reading
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It’s curious that no matter where you go or how much fun you’re having, there’s nothing better than coming home, putting the feet up, and just letting it all go with a good old fashioned cup of tea. There are … Continue reading
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