In 1988 my father was so moved by the film Distant Voices Still Lives that he wrote a fan letter to Terence Davies. TD replied by *phoning* my dad to talk about growing up in the 40s and early 50s. RIP.
Room 101, Hotel Continental, Tangier. Early December 2005. Reading Finnegans Wake. Also in his travel bag: Plato, Burroughs, Kerouac, Dorothy Parker, and James Ellroy's LA Confidential trilogy.
Birkbeck admitted me for a BA despite my LACK of A-Levels (had a crisis at 17). Got the BA, stayed on for an MA, now doing a fully-funded PhD, all at Birkbeck. Still no A levels.
At Birkbeck, we’re proud to offer our students the chance to change their lives through education and make admissions decisions based on students’ future potential, not just their past attainment.
I'm wondering if my research on Gertrude Stein's Tender Buttons (1914) might count as a work from the long nineteenth century. It certainly has C19th affinities, not least with its Wildean flourishes and its canary yellow cover...
Perhaps a good moment to announce that I will be an Associate Research Fellow at
@birkbeck_ETC
in October. Unpaid role, but I get uni staff ID, email address, library access, and a sense of usefulness after all.
Probably naive of me, but if you can't decide between two books in a prize set up to raise the profile of literary fiction, why not give it to the one that *hasn't* already had an absolute ton of hype?
#BookerPrize2019
I’m going to apply. I presume candidates need to know which Ronald Firbank novel Jarman considered adapting, and which Orange Juice single he did the video for.
We're looking for a Custodian for Prospect Cottage!
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Get your application in by Wed 18 May 2022, 5pm and help us continue the inspiring legacy of Derek Jarman.
It was indeed upsetting on the tube today. Aggressive groups of men, all without masks, shouting at the top of their voices on trains. To coin a phrase, why does football get a free pass?
Maybe I should be able to laugh at it, but I’m finding all the videos of drunk football fans genuinely upsetting. My boyfriend is in hospital, I now struggle to walk to the park, people have lost jobs, health or loved ones - all because of Covid. Yet this is ok because: football?
The fact that London has suddenly come alive with tourists again has made me think of doing a Queer Bloomsbury walking tour. Woolf, Jarman, Wilde, Forster, Keynes, Strachey, Gays the Word, and of course Kenneth Williams.
RIP Raymond Briggs. At school I had a Fungus the Bogeyman pencil case, decorated with this particular panel from the book. My English teacher saw it and reeled off the authors of the various books being spoofed. Literary entryism!
My mother is in hospital after surgery on her hip. She's on the mend. The important detail is that this happened at a quilters' conference while line dancing.
Altering my Twitter bio to mention that I live in a rented room. More writer biogs should declare this, I think. "Divides their time between London and Florence" makes me hate them from the start, frankly.
A gang of teenage boys picked on me in Sainsbury’s earlier. Circling me, pretending to hit me, laughing. Had that sort of thing all my life, but it still hurts.
I'm now including my musical past in my potted biography when sending out book proposals. Previously I thought it was irrelevant. Now I realise that it makes me more interesting. These days, every bloody person is a writer. Not everyone has made records too.
On Gray’s Inn Road today, a group of sunglasses-wearing lads in a sports car pass me. One sticks out his head to shout: ‘HELLO, GAY BOY!’. Still got it!
I'm grateful that in 2011
@birkbeck_ETC
let me do a BA in English despite not having any A-levels. I just gave a good interview, coming across as intelligent and bookish enough to go straight into a degree. Let people be themselves in person, beyond CVs and statements.
Timed tickets for the reopening of the British Library have just been released. Predictably the servers crashed at once. It's Glastonbury for researchers.
Moroccan design is all about colour, texture & fluid lines. It is a unique blend of North African, Mediterranean & Islamic styles, creating a distinctive look which has inspired artists & designers all over the world.
A thread on the art of Moroccan design aesthetics...
So I’m now researching how to set up as a professional London walking tour guide, albeit an alternative style one. Themes: Literary / LGBT+ / both. Access-friendly too.
I have now found a room to rent in St Leonards-on-Sea! All being well I will move there in June. Looking forward to being a regular at places like Black Gull Books,
@KinoTeatrArts
and
@Electric_palace
'April is the cruellest month' - T. S. Eliot, The Waste Land (1922). 'Mr Eliot was thinking about his income taxes' - Quentin Crisp, Resident Alien (1996)
Yes, Virginia, there is a Camp Modernism Advent Calendar. Behind window number 1 is... Orlando: A Biography (1928), by Virginia Woolf. Here’s Tilda Swinton as the title character, shot by Sally Potter in a 1988 photo shoot.
I use the Barbican cafes so often that today they assumed I was a resident and gave me a discount. It’s always been a fantasy of mine to live there, so perhaps this is a good omen…