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1. Never expect anyone to read your book, even if you sent it to them for free. Do all you can to keep yourself in a non-presumptive state that will lead to a feeling of pleasant surprise if a fellow human reads your book. 2. Don’t let people whose
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Ralph
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Subscribe now * You can listen to me reading this to you out loud here if you’d like to: * I’m extremely pro purchasing new notebooks but extremely anti wasting paper. It causes me to lead quite a turbulent life, full of internal conflict. Sure, sex is great but have
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Here we see a very, very normal morning scene in rural Devon, UK: a writer gets up, makes himself a coffee and finds a crow in his living room, striking theatrical poses and showing off to the less privileged birds who have to make do with living outside. You might
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Subscribe now The big mistake people who’ve never had writer’s block usually make in their assumptions about writer's block is thinking that it must be about having no ideas. In truth, it’s nearly always about having too many. I’m not struck down with a
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a new short story
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Thoughts On The Advice Pandemic
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An extract from my upcoming third novel, Everything Will Swallow You
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At last the painful wait is over, and I can reveal Joe McLaren's brilliant cover design for my third novel. Everything Will Swallow You will be published on September 11th. Or, to put it another way, in just over two months. At one point, not long ago, I
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Much has happened to me over this past week, but perhaps the place to begin is that last Thursday afternoon I saved a French kitten’s life by grabbing it from between the jaws of a ravenous dog. That’s the part of the trip I just took to France
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In 2022, in the aftermath of the publication of my debut novel Villager, in a wild and impractical dust storm of inspiration, I had an idea for a podcast: a work of fiction, with only the most marginal grounding in reality. It would, I decided, take place in a psychedelic
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I took a formidable wedge of my record collection to a vinyl dealer friend in Gloucestershire this week. It was a chaotic week containing many unexpected tasks so I didn’t get around to counting exactly how many records there were. 600? 700? Something like that. What I do know