I’ve always been a reader and a writer filling exercise books of horse and ballet stories when I was young. But it was when my parents got divorced that I learned for myself, what I would later learn to be postmodernism, deconstructivism at university. I learned from my parents that there were multiple narratives.
I had this really great idea, that I wanted to find out what the young people were thinking and feeling about all this.
So I went to my perfectly articulate and literate boys to see what they could offer and they rolled their eyes at another mad mother interlude and flatly refused. Interestingly, I sent
Last week I wrote about how we are going to relationships therapy.
Why write about something so personal?
The answer came from Martin Sheen who was talking about his political and social work during his interview on the podcast ‘On Being’ and said that stories ‘de-isolate’. He talked about how through his film work … Read more
How a story arrived
Last week I sent a story. The one about Manchester. Very different from my usual style.
A bit weird really.
A couple of people got in touch after the last blog wondering how and if they should tell their story. These on one hand are normal people, raising families, going to work, living life; nothing special. On the other hand, these are people who have really lived through some hard stuff and come out the … Read more
I actually still feel rested after our late arrival back from Turkey last week in spite of being back to early mornings and children who don’t want to be out of bed in time for school. The 16 loads of washing (OK, I exaggerate; but only slightly) are done and the cases are stored under … Read more