On reading and writing in colour

This is just going to be a short post, but something weird happened while I was reading a book the other day and I thought it worthy of comment because I think it might spark an interesting and thought-provoking discussion. When I’m reading I visualise the story in very general terms. I don’t picture faces…

Making time

A dear friend asked me an interesting question today and it didn’t strike me until almost an hour later that I had given her maybe the wrong answer. We talked about times and places and how I write, but the truth is that I don’t FIND time at all. I MAKE time. There’s a distinct…