Right then, let’s have a proper look at this, shall we? Because if I hear one more person moaning that "the youth of today can’t even read a bloody paragraph without needing an explosion," I might lose my rag. You’ve probably noticed it if y...

Right then, let’s have a proper chat about something that’s been rattling around my head for a while now, how us blokes write women in books. Now, I’m no Shakespeare, but I’ve read enough to know that some male authors are proper struggling when it...

Look, we all know the world’s changing. These days, every time you turn around, there’s some new AI tool promising to write your book for you while you put your feet up. It’s tempting, I get it. But the publishing world is watching us like a hawk ri...

Well, knock me down with a feather. I’ve actually done it. After months (okay, let’s be honest, probably years) of staring at the garden, arguing with the imaginary dog, and recording enough failed vocal takes to make a professional singer weep, the...

Let’s be right, shall we? I should be working. As I sit here typing this, there is a novel—a literal "labour of love" that is currently feeling more like a labour of "please-god-not-another-sentence"—staring at me from a minimized ta...

Alright, sit yourselves down and let me tell you about the latest load of absolute codswallop bouncing around the internet. You see, I’ve always been a fan of a proper good yarn—and when you’re writing, you need the right tools for the job. For cent...