Zines in the Making

I work regularly with a group of five home educated children, who come to my house to write.  Lately we’ve been creating zines, giving an opportunity for more extended story-telling.  It’s been a magical process, with each individual’s ideas coming through strongly.  The children have displayed great zest and inventiveness, and our meetings are fascinating, with mature discussions, ranging from how to pace a longer story, to … Continue reading Zines in the Making

From Uley to Owlpen

I’m working on a set of poems that have developed after a week spent in Uley and Owlpen.  I found well-worn tracks and holloways, the ruins of a medieval cloth industry built on wool, hills topped by Neolithic barrows, topped again by Iron Age hillforts, and once again by a smallpox isolation hospital, once again lost.  There’s still poverty.  There’s still wealth.  Here’s a faint … Continue reading From Uley to Owlpen