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A tiny beer glass—my idea of torment. I’m fond of beer—not in excess, but there is something acutely disturbing about small measures, especially unexpected. It did, though, set me thinking about small measures generally—and particularly about how little we sometimes recognise what we already have before beginning something new. When I first experimented with writing, I had no formal grounding in creative writing. What I did have, although I didn’t recognise it at the time, wa

Pull up a sandbag and I’ll tell you a story. Not a tall one—and certainly not a war story—but an honest attempt to reflect on writing a book and bringing it into the world, without pretending I knew what I was doing at the time. This is the beginning of the “small resource—part blog, part meeting place” I mentioned elsewhere. A place to share what I’ve learned, what I’m still learning, and perhaps to encourage anyone who has ever thought about starting something… but didn’t.