Money’s still too tight to mention

Yes, it’s been a month since I posted. Illness is a bitch. But I’m back on track, and I have a bee in my bonnet about something I’ve spoken about before a few times. Hang on to your hats (and wallets).

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A critical eye

I’ve been thinking about this for a while, and with certain review-based scandals doing the rounds, now’s as good a time as any to get it off my chest. (Brace yourselves.)

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Blogmas, Day 6: Rant of the Day

I was going to choose something else for Blogmas today, but then an article did the rounds on Facebook, and I’m sufficiently grumpy from working three full-time jobs that I’d like to expend my fury on it, if you don’t mind. Contains talk of mental health and copious swearing, but you knew that, right?

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Eggandspoongate: The Mansplaining

Just about recovered from my wastrel evening wasting your money on cheap wine and nibbles at the New Writers, so I thought I’d publish a coda to yesterday’s piece with some amendments, which I’m happy to provide. Briefly:

Peter asserts he didn’t accept the £2000 award offered. He has, however, been to the Literary Salon. The One o’ Clock Gun person who visits is in fact Craig Gibson, although Peter has published an anthology with his press.

Now, I’d normally leave it there, but you see, male egos are as fragile as butterfly farts, so let’s just take a look at this a bit more. It’s very edifying.

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Glass houses

So, it came to my attention a few days back that a post had popped up on a popular politics blog that was ruffling some Twitter feathers. Reading through it, I can see why, and while I had a brief Twitter soapbox moment to defend the organisations involved, I think it’s time to write something more substantial. Stable those drama llamas for now and put away the flameproof suit- these are just my opinions as an ‘insider’.

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It’s grim up North

There’s hopefully another post about the fab panels at Nineworlds on the way, but I sort of have to get something else out the way first. It’s been rattling round my head since I was persuaded to go to the Writing the Other workshop with the lovely Stephanie Saulter. We discussed how to deal with issues of race, gender, ability, age, orientation and religion, but unlike the book on which the workshop was based, class was added in too. It turned out to be a bit of a theme for the weekend.

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