Category Archives: Classics

Cruel Summer

‘You get the summer off, right? Go on loads of holidays, yeah?’ I imagine you’ve been asked this once or twice, and you’ve rolled your eyes so hard you pulled a muscle. You might have tried in vain to explain … Read More »

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Creative Writing Studies: The Rise of a New Discipline

When I became a student of Creative Writing in 2007 the pedagogue within me broke through. I came into contact with good teacher-writers, but as a teacher myself I was groping to understand the shape and parameters of the discipline … Read More »

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The day Ray Bradbury died

What a difference a day makes? Today is 5th June, 2012. Here you are, at your university, with a gigantic bundle of paper in your arms. You enter the department, on your way to your supervisor’s office. Then you remember. … Read More »

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Fahrenheit 451: The day they destroyed the library

I have always loved Ray Bradbury. In his novel Fahrenheit 451, set in a dystopian future, a totalitarian government orders all the books to be burned and (ironically) employs firefighters to enforce this law. When I read Bradbury’s novel as … Read More »

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“The computer is not working”: being let down by technology

I have always hated to rely on technology. Maybe it is because I grew up in a place where computers and electric devices never seemed to work properly, and repairs took ages to complete. Before you start making assumptions about … Read More »

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Latin lingua viva est: why the Classics are necessary

I recently read an article on a national newspaper, mocking the suggestion of the Minister of Education that state school pupils should study Latin and Greek. The author (a comedian acting as a journalist for one day) lists the (apparently) … Read More »

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Exploding Grandmothers and Other First Impressions

Today, in the supermarket, I hit a small girl square in the face. I didn’t, of course, but few would read this and fail to read on. It had, I surmise, a disorientating effect. It jolted you a little; it … Read More »

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