“Don’t tell my heart, my achy breaky heart, I just don’t think he’d understand.” Being a fan of Sunderland, there’s been plenty of heartbreak, it comes with the territory. As we went into penalties at Wembley in March following an injury time equaliser, the bloke next to me said “I don’t think my heart can … More Sunderland and my Achy Breaky Heart.
Do reviews matter? Writers, we’re a strange bunch to please. Toiling away, day after day, wondering if the words we are hammering into our keyboards are ever going to be read. Cycling through the emotions from elation at a sparkling new idea or line of prose, to the crippling self doubt of wondering whether someone … More Do reviews matter?
Troll Life – Coming Soon Whilst Life In The Balance only came out in June of last year, I started work on my fourth novel, Troll Life, long before that. After what seems like a lifetime working on it, over 300 hours writing and editing and many more with the publishing process, it will finally … More Troll Life – Coming Soon
One month, nine venues, eighteen events and nearly five hundred attendees, I think it’s fair to say that the Sunderland Creative Writing Festival has been a bit of a success. I’m not sure when Iain Rowan first asked me if I wanted to be involved, it was probably in a dream or something. I’d run … More Tweets, Beasts and Writing Treats (The story of the Sunderland Creative Writing Festival 2018)
The whole operation had taken no more than an hour and I had been settled back into my chair a long while before Mr Swinbank, the deputy head, came into see me. “Pete, I know you are excluded from lessons but this is an emergency. Can you take this message round to all of the … More Leg It (Part Sixty-four)
It was 10.30 on Monday morning as I sat in the heating duct over looking the staff room. As usual, it was full at break time. A lot of coffee was drunk and there were the normal dreary discussions about timetables and exams. Mr Riley, the permanently angry head of Maths approached Mr Burns. “What … More Leg It (Part Sixty-three)
I wandered back into the hall, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. Elvis grabbed me as soon as I came through the door. “Everything okay?” he asked. “Yeah, it’s all over with just as I promised.” It hadn’t quite gone as I had expected but I didn’t want to worry him. A relieved look … More Leg It (Part Sixty-two)
Carter’s phone smashed against the wall as look of sheer anger spread across his face. “Bastards!” The whole office stopped and stared. “We’ve just had a report of gunfire at Davison’s house. It’s kicking off and we’re scratching our arses wondering what’s going to happen. Well, it’s happening now ladies and gentlemen. We’ve got to … More Leg It (Part Sixty-one)
“I don’t understand, if it’s not for the money, why did he do it?” Marie was confused. The story hadn’t come as a complete surprise. She knew something had been troubling Elvis. He could never lie. “Revenge I suppose. Davison had really got to us all. This way we got some sort of respect back.” … More Leg It (Part sixty)
Elvis showed me his broken glasses, the Sellotape barely keeping the frames together. The damage came courtesy of Kevin Davison. Elvis explained that he and Gilbert had been getting hassled by Kev after school when I wasn’t there. I felt a little guilty but was quite happy that somebody else was taking it for a … More Leg It (Part fifty-nine)