Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Reading and reading

I read at Keele University on Monday night, to a small but packed (no spare seats!) room of creative writers. I enjoyed it a lot – a keen, relaxed, clever, normal bunch of people, so an ideal audience. I read two chunks of 15 minutes, and they laughed in all the right places. Then on to the bar for drinks, and discussions of writing, creative writing as a discipline, football, Sebald (fisticuffs over Austerlitz), and the aquarium-cum-hologram gallery in Matlock Bath. And now they'll never have me back, because like a later and less aristocratic Edward de Goncourt, I've blabbed all our secrets.

Jim Sheard put me up for the night, and in the morning sent me on my way with a 24-hour lend of Jean Sprackland's Hard Water. Jim's praised Sprackland's work to me before, but I've never got round to reading her in earnest. I zipped through Hard Water on the train from Stoke to Sheffield. It's fantastic - here's a link to the title poem, read by Sprackland.


Blogger Ben Wilkinson said...

Sprackland has some dedicated supporters in certain quarters, and rightly so, I reckon. She's a fascinating and original poet. I worked backwards from Tilt, which I reviewed here and recommend:


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Blogger Tony Williams said...

Thanks Ben. Hard Water's a remarkable book. I must read the others.

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