February 27, 2017

I started writing since I was six years old, with the first line of what was surely to be an epic saga: once a pon a time. My spelling and originality have improved since then, but in the twenty-two years since then I have made more than my share of writing mistakes. I also picked up some useful ski...

February 20, 2017

I was twelve years old, standing beneath a gray sky in Berkeley, California. Beside me, my mother wants to take my hand but is trying to respect that I'm too old for it. She stands there, in front of the student med clinic at her alma matter of UC Berkeley. She is taking several deep breaths, on the...

February 13, 2017

The world is pretty visual, but I’m not. Despite my insistence that, if I had to choose, I’d rather lose my hearing than my sight, I’ve never been able to work in a visual way.

What I mean by not being a ‘visual person’ is I’ll usually choose any other medium over visual. My preferred form of enterta...

February 6, 2017

Six year-old me dreamed of seeing my name shining on hardbacks in the window of Waterstone’s as the latest bestselling debut author. Twenty-seven year old me has altered the dream slightly to a single webpage with the all-important average customer rating hovering between 4 and 5. It’s less enchanti...

February 6, 2017

Last night I was invited out for a drink by a colleague. I thought nothing of it until we were half way into our first pint and he said to me “so I’ve written this book...”

I am firmly of the belief that everyone has at least one book in them. Most people have an awful lot more, but as John Lennon sa...

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