Tag: creativity
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There is a new play coming
There is a dirty, funny, wild thing in the cauldron, splattering all over the walls. Now it’s climbing out onto the page.
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Tears, growth and bastard things that carry on regardless
Disappointment’s bitter slap really took me by surprise…
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Place and space to write
I’m sitting on a late night train out of Bristol – my other-home since I moved to Bath from London in the economically adventurous summer of 2007. The plan was to be here for just one year, then return. But both Bath and Bristol were too creatively welcoming for me to be able to resist.…
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Hear the music of your planets
….and if you do this, you are paying heed to that gorgeous, complex, frustrating-as-hell, magnificent universe that is you. That’s all.
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More Here
Following the video of the other day, some sound. Short. Sweet.
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Safe in Uncertainty
I’ve been floored by a lurgy – the culmination of a couple of weeks sliding grimly under the weather. The b*gger of it is that it’s a big work week with family obligations. But as you all know, if you keep applying the technique that got you here, nothing’s going to change. So. Surrender it…
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Buzz In & Out
How DO prodigiously creative people do it? We all have the same hours in the day. We have the day job, the lovely people in our lives and then maybe stuff like making music and art and enjoying other people’s! Rather than wonder / despair and feel inadequate, the only way is to see myself…
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Writing without, you know, “writing”
I used to catch ideas (which are so like butterflies, it almost seems cruel) by leaving myself answerphone messages on the home landline. The light would flicker at me when I got back in the warm at the end of the day: “hello,” glowed the message from a past me of oo, hours ago; “remember…
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Fingery-Pokery – The Artist’s Way
I heard about it. I saw it in a friend’s vast personal library. He said “Here, take it.” It sat on my shelf for a year. I started it. Wow. I’m reading / doing / taking / following The Artist’s Way. It’s a course in a book. I’m fed up of feeling my work is…

