Me, Writing, in 2017

Let me paint you a picture. Something which may have happened Tuesday lunchtime this week. A bespectacled man in his early forties sits down in one of the many Pret A Mangers in The City of London. He's purchased a can of lemonade and nothing more. (But even that's just for form, buying it essentially…

Me, Writing, in 2017

I wrote last time that I was going to begin typing-up/rewriting the new novel this week. Well, I didn’t do that. But I’m not going to smash myself in the face over it, as despite me breaking my word it has been a productive week. The edits came back on my short stories, and so…

Me, Writing, in 2017

A small crisis of family illness, Baby Jameson keeping me up most of the night and – yes, I’ll admit it – a certain amount of distraction due to the election, meant that I didn’t get as much as writing done as I’d have ideally liked this week. However, with the knowledge that I had…

Me, (Re)Writing, in 2017

I think it's a good habit for me to keep a writing diary, so that's why I'm now trying to get an entry out every week. (Yes, I know if you look back through these entries you'll see that there's a couple of weeks' gap, but this is a new resolution. Not a New Year…

Me, Writing, in 2017

One of the best pieces of advice I’ve been given in writing is to not to throw anything away. When you’re writing, you’re bound to start things you don’t finish, have ideas that fizzle out. You’ll no doubt have short stories you wrote and never went back to, or even completed novels (or really close…

Me, Writing, in 2017

I finished the first draft of the new book this week. Well, I suppose it's a second draft, as I did have an original rough draft, scribbled across two small notepads. But now I’ve gone through my hastily scrawled hieroglyphs and rewritten every word. I was so chuffed that I allowed myself a bottle of…

Me, Writing, in 2017

I’m in the re-writing phase now. As any writer can tell you, this is an open-ended phase which - if you let it - could genuinely last the rest of your natural existence. (I always recall the tale of Ralph Ellison, who spent the latter half of his life obsessively writing and re-writing his second novel.…

Me, Writing, in 2017

I finished the first rough draft of my new novel! It took me about six weeks from start to finish, writing in A5 notepads on trains, in cafes and on my rocking chair at home. I’ve broken off from sentences to play with my daughter and come back to them, I’ve broken off from sentences…

Me, Writing, in 2017

I’m writing each and every day at the moment. I write in the mornings on my train to work, lunchtimes in cafes, on the train home in the evening. I even write in bed beside my lovely and patient wife. I wake up in the small hours of the morning and think over chapters, work…

Me, Writing, in 2017

I have so many ideas fizzing and popping away in my head. That’s one thing I have never been short of, I’ve always had a surfeit of ideas. If I had my own personal emoji it would be a man in glasses surrounded by dozens, if not hundreds, of thought bubbles. But for the last…