Yup, this is me after my haircut. (NB – OBVIOUSLY IT’S NOT, from my ‘hair model’ Google, it’s apparently the alarmingly-pristine and...

I like the idea of a ‘Portfolio Career’: something dainty, portable and dynamic… Less this… At the moment, though, I’m coining the term...

NEWS: I’ll be piloting a creative writing group for young people in partnership with Off The Record Bristol – starting on Tuesday 3rd...

I’m continuing to write in response to moving image resources online… This week, I noticed that there’s a whole array of computer games...

I thought I’d set myself a challenge of writing every week from a public domain bit of film footage, to give my blog a ‘thing’ (yes, ‘a...

Having had an enquiry about it, I thought it might be useful to post this diagram which explains the Arts Award and what it means in the...

Our Poetry School Microcommission, Chainmail (for Nicky Morgan) is now in a wonderful PDF flicky book on their website – you can read it...

Here’s the latest update from The Poetry School about the Lo! and Behold Microcommission Fund, for which I’ve been running an email...

Travelling uphill, my  gears crunch. We forget how yesterday felt. The dog licks my hand, empathic, going from second to nothing,...

A quick shout to anyone in Bristol, to come along to ‘Words in Motion’ on Wednesday at The Arts House, Stoke’s Croft, as part of the...

Folly Footbridge – as mentioned in my ‘aubade’ (morning poem). Image googled, from www.kennet-avon-canal.co.uk NaPoWriMo catch-up…and...

Shaun’s response to a government report on Innovation… There’s a quick update on The Poetry School Microcommission project, ‘Chainmail’,...

A Plank In Reason? Playing catch-up today (when I should be doing other things, of course), with my Emily Dickinson-inspired poem. Here...

One of the scenes I remember from the day in 1997 when Diana’s death was reported. Didn’t fancy the love/un-love prompt today, so had a...

My Fellow Ministers? Day three’s poem, which I didn’t get around to yesterday…I’ve had a go at a sort of mixed-metaphor vaguely-political...

Stones at Barry Island Beach At a beach today, on the birthday of a friend no longer with us – so the stars/constellations prompt was...

“Thence up he flew, and on the Tree of Life, The middle tree and highest there that grew, Sat like a Cormorant; yet not true life Thereby...

Whichever way up you look at it (thanks to wordsmith.org for this lovely bit of black and white Ambiguity). Out of very little, quite...

We got one of the Lo! and Behold Microcommissions from The Poetry School! Mine was one of five projects fortunate enough to receive a...

As I’ve been thinking about Form a lot recently for my post-grad studies, I thought I’d ‘outsource inspiration’ to see where it could...