My supervisor approaches words with a kind of delicacy. The ice queen of my interviews, I think of her as a musician, extremely precise in the way she tunes her instrument, pressing on each metaphorical key with purpose. An accent like marble, she articulates the technical aspects of poetry with words of crystal, her fingers... Continue Reading →
Review of ITV’s ‘Sanditon’
Look, I get it, Jane Austen has a type. But I just can't root for Broody McShouts-A-Lot, whose only interests seem to include nude bathing and mansplaining cricket...
Once Upon A Time There Was A Blog
“It’s a cliché to begin with a quotation.” – Imaan Irfan, Ex Libris