Events coming up soon – Faversham Lit Fest, Canterbury & Greenwich, London

January’s heading out of the door already and some poetry events are coming up fast for me. First is the annual feast-smorgasbord-cornucopia of books and writing in Faversham. The FAVERSHAM LITERARY FESTIVAL #FavLit runs for 10 days between 20 February and 1 March, 2026 and Faversham, Kent will be flooded again with marvellous authors, more exciting than ever. I host the free POETRY HUB on Saturday 21 February, in the medieval GUILDHALL again, between 3 and 8.30pm. Headliners are Richard Skinner and Jean Atkin at 6pm, and I read alongside Maria McCarthy from 5pm. (I’ll also be behind the bar in St Mary’s church for most of the main week.) From 7 to 8.30pm on Saturday, local poet and all-round star Angela Dye hosts the OPEN MIC. And on Sunday 22 February, between 3 and 4pm, I have the fun again of hosting the Local Author Showcase in the Guildhall. Also free. Everybody’s welcome. 

On Saturday 7 March, 2026, 7.30 – 10pm, Sarah Briault is bringing POETRY & PROSECCO to north Kent again for another  ‘fun, bubbly evening’ and I’m really excited to be among the featured poets. Your ticket price includes a glass of Prosecco or non-alcoholic drink, and the chance to read your own words in the open mic. More details tbc.

On Tuesday 24 March, 2026 from 6.30pm, I’m joining ALEX JOSEPHY and N J HYNES as a featured poet in south east London. IRENA HILL (a dear friend) of In-Words will host this marvellous event at WEST GREENWICH Library and I look forward to seeing you there if you can come. Our poems will be about home, wherever we find it.

Writing prompts for chilly months

Here are today’s written prompts for my Cambridge writing group so that you can join us in spirit if anything here stirs you to write. (Usually the group is really keen on that creative electricity that happens whenever we get together in person but in these UK winter months, I’ve moved us online because travel can be tricky.) These prompts, to warm us on these chilly days, are from two magnificent American poets today: Mary Oliver and Sylvia Plath. Happy writing!

PROMPTS FOR CWs, 17 January 2026

Sylvia Plath, Ariel (1965)

This is the room I could have never been in.

This is the room I could never breathe in.

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Love, love,

I have hung our cave with roses,

With soft rugs —

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This is the time of hanging on for the bees — the bees

So slow I hardly know them,

Flying like soldiers

To the syrup tin

***

Mary Oliver, New and Selected Poems, volume two (2005)

You want to cry aloud for your

mistakes. But to tell the truth the world

doesn’t need any more of that sound. (The Poet with his Face in his Hands)

***

I have a little dog who likes to nap with me.

He climbs on my body and puts his face in my neck.

He is sweeter than soap. (Percy, Two)

***

How the distances light up, how the clouds

are the most lovely shapes you have ever seen, how

*

the wild flowers at your feet begin distilling a fragrance

different, and sweeter than any you ever stood upon before —how

*

every leaf on the whole mountain is aflutter. (Bear)

Heptonstall, North Yorkshire

Writing buddies

In AA Milne’s Winnie the Pooh (the real thing, pre-Disney – oh, look, there’s a beautiful hardback to celebrate 100 years since its first publication), Eeyore says to himself:

‘This writing business. Pencils and what-not… Silly stuff. Nothing in it.’

Pencils and what-not, ipads, laptops, phones, we can write with anything these days. Yet the words can still flow like cold porridge. The solution is two interlocking things. One is that if you’re a writer, you need writing time, lots of it, securely ring-fenced, guilt-free. The second is being among other writers, especially warm, supportive darlings who are fun to be with. The combination is sometimes known as Writing Buddies.

Years ago, before I’d had any fiction or poetry published, I had a year and a half when no writing would come. Not a thing. I had plenty of plans and false starts, but a series of rejections had frozen me solid. So I booked an Arvon course led by a marvellous dramatist called Abi Morgan who sent me to my room for four hours to do nothing but write. It didn’t matter what I wrote or why. My instructions were just to cover page after page and not stop. It did the trick – bless you and thank you, Abi.

So, I’m setting up ‘Writing Buddies’ in a beautiful tea shop in Broadstairs called The Old Curiosity Shop (across the road from the cinema). On the 2nd Sunday of each month between 2 and 4pm, and on the morning of each 3rd Thursday, we’ll get together for undisturbed writing and cosy chats. I’ll post a flyer soon for you to keep those dates handy. There’s no charge (other than for what you buy in the tea shop) and you will be welcome to come to either or both, as you like. We start in February.

This is in addition to our ‘Quiet Writing’ evenings in another lovely tea & coffee shop, Sturry’s Chapters Coffee & Books, near Canterbury. We’re there next on Wednesday 11 February from 6.30pm.

In any of these groups, what you write is up to you. It’s space to find your feet or concentrate on your own project. I will bring prompts in case they’re useful but time and again I’ve seen that as soon as writers have this almost secret time to themselves, their writing runs like a hare across their page or screen. Writing Buddies is a place for you and your inner writer, with your laptop and what-not, to roam entirely free.

Snow buddies