Monday, 26 December 2011

Curtis Brown Creative course

2011 was a crazy up and down kind of year for me, but one of the undoubted highlights was doing the Curtis Brown creative course

Run by mega-agency Curtis Brown, whose clients range from David 'One Day' Nicholls to Twihottie Robert Pattison, it's a twelve-week novel writing course that first ran in April. I didn't apply for it then, but talented old Catherine Bray did, and reminded me to apply for the September course. 


I was lucky enough to get in, and thought I'd blog for future ditherers. The course is firmly focused on the commercial (I don't mean in style, because the fifteen of us on the course were working across nearly every genre, from literary to not), but writing a publishable novel and getting a little insight into the business side of publishing. 

Lessons were 7-9 on Wednesday and Thursday nights. Wednesdays were talks from industry insiders, from publishers to editors and successful writers, and Thursday were half lessons (editing, agent's letters, dialogue) and half workshopping each other's work. Add to that a couple of tutorials with the course directors, the brilliant Anna Davis and Chris Wakling, and you have a course that is well worth the money (it was £1,600). On a weekly basis, it's four hours of lessons, a few more hours for going through other's writing or any homework, plus the time you'll want to spend working on your novel. I found combining the course with a demanding full-time job difficult sometimes but fine with a little multitasking; others travelled from South Wales, or left their jobs to concentrate on their writing.

The group were, and are, amazing. We have varied backgrounds and experiences but, without an exception, they were all completely committed to the course, working on interesting pieces, and generous and useful with their feedback. To round off the course, we submitted 10,000 words of our works in progress for feedback sessions with Curtis Brown agents, and I'm rather chuffed to have Jonny 'William Boyd/Hari Kunrzu/Martine McCutcheon' Geller. Here's my group, after our session with unexpected charismabomb Jeffrey Archer. I'm the one swooning towards him in black.  




I had high hopes when I first started the course - namely, a full first draft finished by my birthday at the end of January. To be honest, I'm no nearer that in word terms, but I'm much closer in better, subtler ways; I now have a proper story, a stronger picture of what I'm good and bad at (I find plotting tough) and, above all, a group that'll carry on meeting up next year to encourage each other. I'm starting 2012 more optimistic than ever about my chances of properly writing a publishable novel, and that's all down to Curtis Brown. 

I couldn't recommend the course more. 

Saturday, 24 December 2011

Free Crappy Portraits

I just got the best Christmas present - a picture of me, done by Free Crappy Portraits!



And, yes, there's nothing like seeing a list of your likes (rendered beautifully as a desk full of Jason Schwartzman and a yellow dress I'd love to own) for making you realise you're a megacliche.

Happy Christmas!

Tuesday, 20 December 2011

Feliz Navidad

Every year, my housemate's brother Juan makes a Christmas video with his friends.

Last year's video was a fluffy take on Telephone.



This year, it's Katy Perry getting politicised.



So fun; hope you like them too.

Tuesday, 13 December 2011

November/December

As usual, I'm sliding towards the end of the year at breakneck-speed and no time to blog, so here are a few things I've been up recently. There was me thinking I'd been a total hermit...

  • In the spirit of joyless efficency I'm going for a kind of head girl look this autumn, which really comes from only wearing cardigans and collars. Last week I worked out my Krakow misery holiday memoir cardigan matches my M&S mini. Add in the disco polka dots, wayward hair and dorky specs and I feel like I should be marking spelling tests. 


  • Last week I went to see Wild Flag. Cor, they were good, and way better live than on record (I also went to see Rihanna. Soz, Ri-ri, but I think it's the other way round for you). 

  • I found Chelsea Dream Boots in the Clarks sale, and I've been tootling round town in 'em ever since. 



  • Also found: the last Angela Carter book I hadn't read, in one of Crouch End's charity shops. It was the cover that caught my eye but the inside's pretty spectacular too. 




  • John Waters at the Southbank Centre kicked off my festive season. His book Role Models is the perfect stocking filler for the precocious pre-teens and rockabilly grandpops who love his schtick - my personal highlight of the night was hearing Justin Bieber's first words to Waters after they were introduced: "Your 'stache is the jam". 


  • December's birthday season for a few of my closest friends so we went up to Derbyshire for a weekend away. This was Dr K's forfeit after she lost another game of cards. 



  • And, as is traditional, found some jolie laide Xmas decorations from Paperchase with which to torment my housemates. Soz. Nothing does say Christmas like sparkly French fries, does it? The Xmas hols; my chance to catch up on bloggers and blogging.