Reflections

Perhaps the only thing worth anything are thoughts and memories, sketches of the consciousness – certainly not worth much economically, but worth recording, even for myself and the very few people whom they might interest. It follows then that writing is one way of translating and recording these thoughts and impressions.

I've been asked to sit on a panel to discuss innovations in writing practise. It's at a writing symposium to be held next week and putting it mildly, I am terrified. There are a few reasons for this. Significantly, the symposium is being attended by some of the most wonderful thinkers about writing...

I must admit, I've never found much interest in the vampire genre. I've tended toward ambivalence and saw it recently as another popular culture obsession. Of course, I acknowledge its significance as a historic narrative and the importance of its symbolism; I just tired of the proliferation of adap...

It's mildly disturbing that as I think about what I'm planning to write, I feel a strong need to censor what I say as it may result in damaging my employment outcomes. But I'll write it anyway because I think it's important.

I was recently at a forum in work with about half a dozen colleagues who...

Neglect, trauma, abuse: "capitalism is a massacre".

Money to burn by Asta Olivia Nordenhof is the first in a series of seven books that respond to the Scandinavian Star maritime disaster of 1990, where 159 people died on the passenger ferry as a result of arson. The initial investigation conclu...

The arrival of generative AI tools into the mainstream in recent times caused a real shudder within me. That has to be the best way to describe it. As someone who's always been excited by technology and saw some hope in the developments that have come along in my own time, this was something very di...