I type this on what a seat of the pants thriller would romantically call the red-eye shift. To you and me that's the late and slightly licentious coach back from London to Oxford. Which is where I'll be spending my…
This past weekend saw the staging of one of the most iconic events in endurance sport, the Western States 100 mile race. Like thousands of others I was glued to twitter as history appeared to be in the making for…
The first week in April is brought to you by a question. There is a very specific and very newsworthy reason for the question, but it is one that should be on our lips anyway. It's one that was particularly…
As I reported last week, as we went to press I was just finishing talking to a group of 30 publishing MA students about self-publishing. I wanted to take that up again in my introduction this week, because it was…
Last weekend I had the privilege of talking about editing at the Triskele Lit Fest, a wonderful event that brought indies, hybrids, and our traditionally-published colleagues, and sat us down together to chew the cud over what actually matters -…
Here in the UK it's been, shall we say, a week of all change. It seems that the UK can get rid of many things, but one thing that can't be ditched (sorry) is my presence in your Friday lives,…
It is a confusing time of year. Here in the UK Facebook feeds have been bursting at the seams with glorious variants on the theme of "Go home April, you're drunk" as blizzards shoe in the, er, summer. Whichever hemisphere…