Young bookworm at the window of John Smith & Son bookshop, St Vincent Street, Glasgow, 1962, photo by Oscar Marzaroli.

That thing where you’re editing a book and realise you’ve given three characters the same name 😆

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Agnes Pockels was nineteen years old when she noticed something strange in the dishwater. It was 1881. She was standing at the sink in her family's home in Brunswick, Germany, watching the way grease moved across the surface of the water. The way soap changed everything. The way

I came across these excellent safety tips (on 1930s cigarette cards!) and thought it only right and proper to share them with you. 1/3

The wonderful Bob Hughes from Switchboard hosted my book launch in London - and here he is with a lovely review youtube.com/watch?v=f0PbWM…

Dancing in Heaven celebrates the voices of women who were there during the #HIV/AIDS crisis. While the monologues are fiction, the stories are real, drawn from interviews, the media & the archives of Switchboard, the national LGBTQIA+ support line. thehouseofcorrection.com/dancing-in-hea…

On my first day back at my desk for 2026, planning my medical writing work for the week and plotting an outline for a new book (two actually), this has made the transition from sofa to office so much easier bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/m0… Gary Davies BBC Radio 2 #1980s

A man on the internet has just said this about me as if it were a bad thing 🤣

Thank you to Charlotte Prior at Whitby Foghorn Magazine for the review of Dancing in Heaven

Catching up today - just posted four stories for Christmas and New Year, all set in North Yorkshire thehouseofcorrection.com/writings/categ…

Philip Larkin - What will survive of us is love. And I'm sending some love out there today. I know this place can be full of awful things. But if you focus on the light, the good, the beautiful, there's so much to learn and see too. #WomensArt

I'm looking for UK queer and women's literature festivals in the UK that would be open to performances and workshops - any good suggestions? #queerwriters #Womenwriters #litfests

I wish writing were like building a house where I just show up and put in the labor. But it's not. It's like coaxing a small bird to land on my finger and sing. For me, half of writing is doing nothing, sitting quietly, or pacing in thought. How do you get the bird to sing?

5-word horror story: someone reading your first draft

Being an author is all fun and games, until someone asks, “So… what’s your book about?”

Did you know That if you write your book You might finish it?