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January 14, 2009
I have a fifteen minute play called In Bed with John Keats going out at 9pm this Friday on RaW - Radio Warwick, our very own student radio station located in the heart of the university. (It's a sort of glorified filing cabinet, actually, in University House, but crammed full of very enthusiastic and skilled people.)
The play is part of a season of short student-written radio plays this term. At the end of the season, there may be a competition to see whose play was best, in the panel's opinion.
I wrote In Bed with John Keats, originally 45 mins long, for a BBC Radio 4 slot. But then I couldn't decided if it was finished or not, and while trying to decide, forgot all about it.
Then one of the very nice radio guys at Warwick - called Scott, in fact - asked me for some short radio drama and I thought, I'll chop up that old play of mine and give that to him.
So I did. And it's on, for one time only, I imagine, at 9pm this Friday 16th January.
Find it online at radio.warwick.ac.uk/listen at 9pm, Friday.
November 16, 2008
It's my birthday tomorrow. 21 again!
In celebration of this fact, I shall be spending the day either lounging on the sofa listening to some CDs I've just bought - pure nostalgia, various greatest hits from REM/Suede/The Police/Texas/The Smiths - or floating about coffee shops with my writing notebook, which is currently packed with indecipherable scribbles towards my newest sequence. A "wild" version of Gawain, no less!
During the last year:
I was Warwick Poet Laureate.
I published no fewer than THREE books of poetry.
I launched a new online arts magazine, Horizon Review, with myself at the helm as editor.
I began my BA course at Warwick and have managed not to drop out yet or have a nervous breakdown.
During 2009, what will I do?
Carry on with Horizon, heading swiftly towards its second issue. Continue writing poetry (see above). Perhaps find a literary agent for my teen novel which is still enthusiastically doing the rounds. No time for sleep, no time to slow down. Not dead yet, thank goodness, though I would never discount that as a possibility - hence my precipitous pace of life.
So, potentially another bumper year ahead. I feel it in my water. Or my bones. Or somewhere, anyway. As you read this, wish me many happy returns.