Beckett, Bop It and why the Tube Strike helped me as a writer

Last October I began studying for an MA in Dramatic Writing at Central St Martin’s in London.  Today was our first day back after the holidays, and there was a tube strike.  Some of our cohort gave themselves a day off, and I have to say it was tempting.  I had plenty of excuses: I… Continue reading Beckett, Bop It and why the Tube Strike helped me as a writer

Can’t even….

And breathe.  So.  Yesterday I had an interview.  For a job I really want.  Teaching English, in a really lovely school with lovely kids and lovely staff and a really lovely head who didn’t just laugh me out of the room as has happened to me oh so many times before because of my utterly shambolic… Continue reading Can’t even….