Coalition Channel 4, 9pm.

http://www.channel4.com/programmes/coalition/on-demand/57947-001 Timing is everything in politics. Growth in the economy. A few weeks from another Tory triumph, or another patchy coalition? Scriptwriter James Graham looks backwards to what happened five-years ago, when the Conservatives formed a coalition government with the Liberals. For me it’s a case of who do I hate the most. In Ten Days that Shook the World , American socialist and...

Kurt Vonnegut (2010) Look at the Birdie

This is not a modern collection of thirteen and a bit Kurt Vonnegut short stories as the publication date suggests. In a letter to a Mr Miller dated 1951 Kurt Vonnegut addresses, anthropology, the Indian Ghost Dance of 1894 (which interested me) and among other things, whether writing can be learned at a school of writing. He concludes: ‘This letter is sententious crap, shot full of self pity…I quit GE, if I’m not a writer then I’m nothing. This...

Story, Poem and Inspiration Point of the Week.

This week's poetry pick is an wonderful example of talent underscored by love, or love underscored by talent. You decide: http://www.abctales.com/story/hudsonmoon/song-sam-video When I first finished reading this from Geraldine the words 'that's absolutly wonderful' slipped out without me even realising. This really is a special story of the week: http://www.abctales.com/story/quigleygeraldine/bias-binding This week's inspiration point came to...

Title this...

If only a moment in time would stop,whilst I searched the sky for truth,for purpose,for love. In that moment would the world stop with me? To think.To feel. To let go and to let God. Could the humanity within us be independent of the ego that controls us?Are we able to welcome emotion without having to feel oppressed by its conviction? It is a long life we lead but yet a short one to live. It's wistful thinking to hope time would stop and in...

Blue Stockings

This is a review I did for Essential Surrey. Blue Stockings at The Electric Theatre, Guildford

eclipse 9.31 am

I must admit it was a disappointing day for school kids. They were getting so excited about the thought of going blind, looking at something they shouldn’t have been looking at. When it all kicked off they were lined up with heads tilted like spanners tightening wee specs on expectant pudgy faces. What the fuck’s that? was the collective sigh. All I can see is fucking clouds. Where’s the best place to see the eclipse Sir? Someone said the Faroe...

Simon Bolivar.

My sons girlfriend is from Venezuela. She's over here for a few months and the other night we all went out for a few drinks. Her English is pretty good ( far better than my Spanish) and knowing that I'm a Londoner she asked me were she could see the statue of Simon Bolivar. My reaction was quite simple. "Who?" She repeated the name thinking that I hadn't heard her. I'd heard alright, just didn't have a bloody clue who he was. My face must have...

I'm not ready to go back..

I came back to be back, but I'm not ready to go back. I understood what you understand, but I'm not ready to go back. I conquered fear with fear of fear,but I'm not ready to go back. I want me to be me,without having to go back.....

Life After Suicide BBC 1, 10.45pm

In response to The Daily Post's writing prompt: "A House Divided." http://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/b05n2922/life-after-suicide Angela Samarta’s husband Mark committed suicide. Childhood sweethearts, fifth and sixth formers at the same school, she had a child at eighteen and another boy ten years later at twenty-eight. They had a temporary separation which became permanent. She wonders if she ever knew Mark. Here she comes to terms with it...

i am back

hi mm well yes i am back, did i leave ? no took a rest mm no , the truth been know my writing soul, just went i was thinking it would never come back but tonight it did, good job it was feeling kind of funny not having this what do i call it another being no me a hand from the spirit world my crazy mind whatever not being there;it been there since i was 12 years old' it went when your use to it being there and its gone and you looking everywhere...

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