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Here There Are Ghosts

Here There Are Ghosts

When I walk through the college gardens at night it seems indubitable that there are ghosts there. Maybe ghosts is the wrong word. Memories — imprints of people who were once here, and are now gone. ‘Ghosts’ is too morbid a word, suggesting that they’re dead. Some of them were here a month ago. Some of them a century. They leave traces. I feel it in the day time too, this idea that I’m surrounded by history (it’s hard not…

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The Heart Of Literature

The Heart Of Literature

I’m working on the long ‘finale’ poem for my third collection, and it’s based on ideas I explored in my journal. I’ve been writing daily since September last year, so I’ve got quite a lot to trawl through while I’m writing the poem — it’s taken me several days already, and it’s much slower than normal poems. It doesn’t help that I keep getting distracted by other things that I wrote, and this post was inspired by one of them….

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Books: The Greatest Lovers

Books: The Greatest Lovers

I thought about doing this as a video blog. I was going to take footage from this afternoon where Charley and I hung out in a bookshop in London, unexpectedly having been granted the opportunity to meet up during the interminable months between November, when we spent a weekend together, and August, when we plan to do a similar thing. However, I was so excited to see my co-writer again that I completely forgot I had a camera with me…

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Shifting My Allegiance

Shifting My Allegiance

As some of you will be aware (due to excited Facebook status updates regarding a certain Operation Death Frisbee and/or Sherlock and John in Sainsbury’s), I went to see the Hunger Games yesterday. The Sherlock references are, probably, a story for another blog post. One with pictures. We were running incredibly late – panicking on the bus, then leaping off as soon as it eventually stopped and legging it to the cinema. When we got in, we fought with the…

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Something Saturday: I don’t have a personality disorder…

Something Saturday: I don’t have a personality disorder…

I don’t. At least, not a diagnosed one. But a while ago somebody said to me that handwriting shows your personality. Really? Because in that case, I totally have a multiple personality disorder. It’ll go from neat and small to neat and large, from messy and small to messy and large, from joined up to print, to something in between … look from page to page in my notebook and you wouldn’t even believe they were by the same person….

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