About this blog: For more than 10 years I didn’t write a word – whether I had nothing to say, had little faith in my own voice or was just drunk we shall never know, but everything changed when I went to New York in 2011 to study screenwriting….since then the words just won’t stop...
While in New York, I spent a lot of time frequenting the many dive bars in that city, putting the world to rights. Dylan Thomas did the same back in the 50's, but he wasn’t so lucky. 18 Straight Whiskies is what he said he’d just had to drink, shortly before he collapsed and died outside the White Horse in Greenwich Village. He was 39. I’m no Dylan Thomas, nor (thankfully) am I an addict but artists and addiction, and the complicated relationship between the two, is a subject close to my heart. Through my writing I am trying to confront the demons we all have, to rage against the dying of the light, and to find an outlet for the madness we tend to keep buttoned up in our (mostly) sensible lives.
Going to the pictures in the middle of the day is one of life’s greatest pleasures. Favourites include in no particular order; It’s A Wonderful Life, Gone With The Wind, An Affair To Remember, Back to The Future, Indiana Jones, Mulholland Drive, True Romance, Almost Famous, The Last Picture Show, The Muppet Movie, Bridesmaids.
There aren’t many things better than rocking out to power ballads at 3am. This might sound like a contradiction to some, but I like all music as long as it’s good…however I don’t know much about music after 1999.
Anything by Barbara Kingsolver, Amitav Gosh, Larry McMurtry, Maria McCann, Charles Dickens…. and screenplays screenplays screenplays.
Many of the photographs on this site are taken by the multi-talented Dickon Farmar, whose images of landscapes and objects always seem to be more complex than that. The rubbish ones were taken by me and the profile picture was taken by the incredibly talented Katherine-Jane Wood. Both Dickon and Katherine can be contacted through me.
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I’m proud to be an accompanying writer for Amanda De Cadenet’s ground-breaking series of down to earth interviews with famous women.
Now that’s a horse of a different colour! I am a contributing writer to bealondoner.com, and am very excited about a few journal projects I have coming up… More info to follow…
I have written one complete screenplay called Come As You Are, and a short film screenplay called The Little Fat Mexican Boy. One day I hope to finish the re-writes and actually let people read them….one day...I am also working on 4 or 5 other spec treatments, and have recently been involved in developing a very exciting, but top secret, idea with some rather talented actresses from PBJ Management.
I do the same job in TV which both E L James and Helen Fielding used to do… I can’t work out if that’s a good thing or not, but it’s a fact. Currently Line Producing Series 2 of Officially Amazing for CBBC doesn’t give me much time for writing…but if they can do it… You can also see my incomplete IMDB entry (because I’m too tight to pay for premium) here.
About this blog: My heart belongs to New York, my head belongs to London and my body currently resides in Glasgow…which makes life a bit confusing at times. It's a joy to have the freedom of no ties but as a single woman entering her ‘late’ thirties…well, you can guess the rest. Families, Careers, Love, Sex and Death (mostly in social situations) are all discussed here on 18 Straight Whiskies, in intimate detail...
There is a character in my screenplay who, halfway through having sex with someone, suddenly realises she has been in this position before…and with the same man… When this scene was read out during my screenwriting course, apart from a few sharp intakes of breath, a couple of people questioned whether this was a believable scenario or even whether it was possible? One of the biggest tips I learnt on that course is that when writing a screenplay you must ensure that what you are writing is believable, even if it is not ‘realistic’ – it doesn’t matter as long as you can make the audience believe. Well, I am not (too) ashamed to admit that this scene was loosely based on my own experience, and therefore I can safely say it is both realistic, and therefore,to my mind, believable. Many MANY years ago, in my wild and crazy youth, I had sex with a very attractive friend of a friend. It happened at the end of a night filled of drinking and flirting and we rolled into bed and had, if memory serves (which it clearly doesn’t – more of that later) a very enjoyable time. That would have been the end of the story. However, a few years later I was about to watch the football with the same friend when he told me that some of his friends were coming to join us. I was pleased about this as it meant I wouldn’t have to pretend to roar and howl over England’s shitness quite as aggressively as I had anticipated. In fact, only 2 of his friends turned up, one of them had a beard, and he was very attractive. I smiled when the mutual friend introduced us and shook his hand. After the football (which we more »
A change is as good as a rest, right? It may seem as though I have had a rest from writing of late – and to be fair, I have, at least from the weekly blogging/rant fest you might have become accustomed to last Summer. I’m not entirely sure why this was, but it did coincide with me ‘courting’ again, and I think we can safely say this was a factor. When I started writing such a personal account of my life, I hadn’t considered how to broach the subject with any potential ‘suitors’. It was difficult because, although I do use a pen-name, I am actually very honest in my day-to-day life so when I met someone last year, I felt as though I was lying by not telling him about, or letting him read, what I was writing. Eventually I ‘fessed up and, amazingly, he was cool with it all – in fact I think it made him like me more because he got an insight into parts of myself which I find hard to express in person. However, another thing I hadn’t considered, and somewhat more importantly, was how to continue writing about my life, and being deeply honest about it, without including him or possibly hurting him with what I was writing… I wasn’t bright enough/didn’t have time to figure it out and so I just stopped. But here I am, a couple of ‘suitors’ later, (I really was born too late), and I have decided I can’t let that dictate my writing any more, or else I may never write again. And I need to write. So here we go once more – a brand new website, some brand new writing, plus all the old stuff and the promise of fortnightly blogs from now on. more »