A while ago, I saw on Twitter that Penguin Random House were running a scheme for under-represented writers (eg. BAME writers, LGBTQI writers and disabled writers). They were going to invite 150 applicants to events in London, Bristol and Newcastle and then choose ten for a year-long mentoring programme and possible publication. I wanted to... Continue Reading →

Quite by chance, after a few months relatively free of medical appointments, I saw my breast surgeon and my oncologist in the space of two days last week. In between appointments, I got very little done. I’ve been trying to run a bit, but I’ve torn a ligament, so I can’t do it at the... Continue Reading →