THE SMALL THINGS

I was going to write you a whole blog about why words matter, but then I decided not to. I’ve been editing all day and my brain is gradually...

What a blog I had for you today. It blossomed in my head as I brushed my teeth. It unfurled its brilliant petals as I rode the red mare, who...

I don’t write about writing that much, here. I think about writing all the time, as much as I think about horsing, which is a lot. Every day...

I have no words for you today. I emptied all the ones I had out of my head and onto the page. This might usually be a cause for gaudy celebr...

Today, I am struggling with words. I never struggle with words. Words are the air I breathe and the water I swim in. They are my dear old fa...

Sitting in the blinding sun this morning, as a warm, rushing wind hurled itself over the hill and the horses grazed quietly in the light, I ...

Warning for VERY STRONG language.   I unfollowed someone on Twitter this morning, because they used the word cunt. It’s become a new rule ...