I was delighted to win the Wild Word’s Winter Solstice Competition with my piece (a snippet of Memoir) Fox. It seems like a lifetime ago that I met Bridget Holding when she was facilitating a writers’ workshop at Lower Shaw Farm. (It was actually about eighteen months ago, as part of the 2016 Swindon Festival …
Perhaps it’s the lawyer in me, or maybe just the cynic, but whole swathes of social media have become too saccharine for my liking. You know, the lovely people from OTT PR, the gushing social engagement/brand ambassadors that ask you to write, publish and promote, 500 words by the day-before-yesterday. Not for free, exactly. There’ll …