Challenging Fears & Fallacy To Fight Sexual Abuse

The day I left home for university in London, my mother looked at me and, after taking in a tight breath of air, warned me not to let anyone into my rented room, especially male students. It was a baffling rule that didn’t have any foundation in the real world and demonstrated more about her…

Boy On Fire

Today is quite some day, don’t you think? As I wake up to the morning’s papers, I learn that Ian Brady has died at 79. When I tried to get to sleep last night, I struggled because I was so happy to learn that Chelsea Manning is about to walk free. From a narcissistic killer…

My Brother & I

Kiel, Wisconsin was a quiet place with very long, straight roads petering into the distance. With equal significance in the states of Manitowoc and Calumet, it was surrounded by natural beauty: the river; parks; and plain but passable historic buildings. Kiel and its neighbouring townships were loved. As far back as I can remember the…

Silent Words, From The Attic Full Of Music In The Fields

When I sat down to write today, I did something different: I decided not to write for a moment. Instead, I listened to the different sounds happening in and around my home. It was enlightening. From this tiny attic writing room in which I work, with its two slanting windows that let in daylight then…

I Know How To Steal Your Time & Make You Stressed

Douglas Adams used to take long baths. Haruki Murakami swims fifteen hundred metres. Kurt Vonnegut drank Scotch and did sit-ups. (Bizarrely, they all involve liquid.) One day I said to myself, you’re a writer now, so what do you do to prepare? And I realised I drive. My mode of transport is an old, tatty…