That Moment

That moment – when I’m sitting reading, writing or researching something in a library or eating, texting or reading in a public space and I sense someone I don’t know is about to speak to me – a moment I know most people dread. Admit it! Most of you want to run away, pretend you…

I Gave Up The Day Job Five Times (For Fiction)

I’ve been a dancer, an art dealer, a till worker, a physicist, a mortuary volunteer and a career consultant (and I’m still the latter), but the question is, how do those jobs help me write? To set one record straight immediately, physics impacts my writing minimally. I discovered early on that mentioning it led people…

When Marcus Got Lost On Mars, I Analysed His Footprints

A boss bad-mouthing his employees went viral today. “We bring together skilled professionals to help businesses and careers succeed. It’s more than a job, it’s our craft.” – Mars Recruitment website First basic mistake: careers can’t succeed. They’re concepts; they can’t even breathe. Second big mistake: these skilled professionals are ‘directed’ by a Marcus Wood,…

When I Met: A Girl On Acid & A Man With A Secret

The difference between my life now and my life at Uni could not be more pronounced. I used to think nothing of waking up at noon after a heavy night, getting in a few extra hours of sleep in a chemistry lecture, grabbing a snack of fish-finger sandwiches, starting work in the bar in the…

Belly Man & The Bedridden Internet Guru

My partner of twenty years is obsessed with the size of his belly at the moment. Is this something that happens to all forty-year-old men? He complains daily that he can’t fit into the trousers or shorts he slid into six months ago and wears most garments with the top button opened, blaming tightness in…