This is going to be brief, as I need to get an early night. I’m off to Plymouth tomorrow, to read Effie’s poems again. I have been doing so many readings lately that I hardly know what town I’m in, but I write on trains, and it is all working out rather well.
A big event that I did recently was at the Guildhall in Gloucester. It was a U3A Archaeology Group, and I was quite surprised to see so many people. I think we all enjoyed it, and I thoroughly enjoyed meeting them.
People keep asking for more about me, but it is much more productive for me to talk about other poets. I don’t want to focus on myself, as that is damaging to my writing. I come away from reading Shakespeare, or Tennyson, and my head is full of music and poetry, but if I talk about myself my poetry deserts me.
On the writing front I do have some very exciting things bubbling, but I don’t want to write more now, in case I jinx them. Just watch this space.