Some final thoughts on the 30th anniversary National Association of Writers in Education Conference. Followed by a train journey of semi-doom where not only did the train break down, but also my cheap-as-about-fifty-portions-of-chips Hudl tablet crashed somewhere around Huddersfield (Hudlsfailed?! Sorry sorry sorry). ‘Polyphonic Place: Putting Sound Into Words’ and ‘Loving Your Legacy: A Poetry … More Polyphony, listening, legacy #NAWE30
Hello reader. This is where the writer-scholar takes time out to think about teaching and about the critical-creative PhD. Plus, I’ve just realised that this blog heading sounds like a pants attempt at writing a Harry Potter book title. Here are some thoughts and notes from sessions that I attended at today’s National Association of … More Teaching & the critical-creative PhD #NAWE30
I’ve carved out time during this year’s NAWE conference to do some of my own writing – which feels luxurious without being covered in cats and worrying about: family stuff/whether the window cleaner will turn up as I write in my pyjamas/the growing pile of clothes washing (delete as necessary) – and, before I dive … More Empathy, place writing, and play #NAWE30
The ‘wayther’ was too strong! Recently, the 1930s infrastructure around this part of the world was just not up to it. In the battle between Yorkshire weather and ageing pipework, there was only ever going to be one victor. Hyperbole aside, over the last few days the neighbourhood has had sporadic water / no water … More Rain stopped play… #RochdaleStoryTrail
My dad is a radio engineer. He is an old school valve prodder, soldering master, and motherboard fixer. In the early 1990s my dad managed a small CB Radio maintenance company located somewhere along the M6. This was in the dying days of Citizens Band radio, just around the time when the recession was at its worst. … More From “Five by Five” to “Muggles”: the language of geocaching #RochdaleStoryTrail #ThursdayThoughtsDay
Fragments, Fault Lines: “Thought Shrapnel”* When you’re young you’re bombarded by: “what do you want to be when you grow up?”. Aged ten, I was torn between a vet (All Creatures Great and Small the TV show that had multiple demographic appeal in the 1980s being a major influence here) and a geologist. It was the … More Rock, dale.
I went to a brilliant conference at the beginning of September. (The write up of which is saved in Blog drafts.) It reinforced that what I’m doing complements other ways of considering the ecology of places, landscapes, water courses, conservation, humans and wild spaces. I was, and am, inspired. But then I got home to … More Week in, week out. Breathe in. Out.