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I have only posted one of my stories on here and thought it was about time I put another one up. It's one of the pieces of flash fiction I performed at The Primrose Inn in Leeds on Sunday. The Primrose was a good night and a fair few people came down to support me so a big thank you to them and to Paul for inviting me! I will be doing a set there again on 23rd Jan and was also asked to do

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I was delighted to find that a film of a project I worked on at Mabgate Resource Centre around ten da Vinci sketches is currently on show at Leeds City Art Gallery. Thanks to Simon Bradley who shot and edited the footage (though I helped a bit with compilation). It was great to see my name in big letters in such a highly respected institution.

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I have been invited to join Landfill, a writers' collective. The others in the group are experienced and skilled in writing for theatre. They are also witty, funny and all round good guys. We are putting on a night of dark comic sketches, theatre sketches and flash fiction at Seven in Chapel Allerton on 28th November and if all goes well, there will be more to come. Please see our myspace

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Here are a few of the solutions I promised. Try them and let me know what you think: A solution for writers experiencing lack of motivationCollect some motivational statements about writing or about creativity or perserverance. Two of mine are, ‘The writer cannot be a mere storyteller; he cannot be a mere teacher; he cannot merely x-ray society’s weaknesses, its ills, its perils. He or she

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Last week I was exploring 'obstacles to writing' with two of my groups. I asked them to write a list of all the things that stand in the way of them writing. Here is mine:Planning and preparing for workshops,College work,Tax returns and other administrative tasks,Phonecalls,Family duties,Domestic duties,Friends/social life,Exercise,Surfing the net,Procrastination - 'when I've finished the

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I haven't read any Derrida since uni but I found this on youtube and thought it was worth sharing. I fully comprehend Derrida's experience of the necessity of writing when in the moment of writing.Yet it fascinates me that the consequences of writing something subversive ironically become a concern only when he is in that liminal state between sleep and wakefulness. The 'vigilance' he refers to

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Once upon a time there was a quiet young girl called Becky. Becky played away her youngest years with her best friend Snogglepuss. Snogglepuss had purple skin with yellow spots and a fluff of blue hair. He was even taller than a grown-up and had a beautifully crooked nose. Snogglepuss lived in a hole in the big old oak tree at the bottom of Becky’s garden. For many happy years the two friends

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I found this beautiful shed at the edge of the wood in Hebden Bridge and it reminded me of the nature-nurture debate with regards to writing. Is good writing something you can cultivate or is it something that is either present in your nature or not?

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