It was when the Independent lost its best columnist Christina Patterson that I knew I no longer felt at home at the paper. By ‘lost’, I mean ‘fired’. Christina had been there for ten years and at the time was writing two columns a week plus an interview or profile. For me, a freelance Independent columnist… Continue reading Falling apart again, never wanted to…
Read moreIt was April 1998. I was living in a flat in London after my marriage had gone belly-up. I had been working on my novel Kill Your Darlings and was so stuck that it felt as if it was killing me. I was not, as they say, in a good place. Simon Kelner had just been… Continue reading The underdog bites the dust
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