If you want to work in the arts, do it. Don't ask yourself questions about what your life's going to be like, don't ask about when to have children, none of those things need to come into it. Go for it and see what happens and be open to all possibilities. We can live complex lives all at one.
If you want to try blogging, set up a blog. If you want to journal, journal. If you want to submit something to a magazine without much writing experience, do it! If you want to spend the next few years writing a book, do that. You don't need to be published to be a writer and you don't need to have been published in order to get published.
I've been involved in the horror fantasy industry now for over 40 years as an all-round critic, broadcaster, specialist journalist and genre festival programmer and I've never known a time in film history where the disconnect between what the studio system thinks fan boys/girls want and what they actually wish for has been so stark
Bloodstock has cemented itself into the festival calendars and stayed true to its ethos - By the fans, For the Fans. Its head is not turned by shiny trinkets or evolving into nothing more than a numbers game. Long may it continue, and may the bigger festivals take note.
ames Bond never dies! The man keeps dodging bullets, punches, knives, bombs- he should be made into a hand held waxwork because he'd make a great lucky charm for anyone crossing a war zone. In real life, the man would have disappeared several films ago.
There was so much potential here. The central narrative - finding Dory's parents - was unavoidable. Any scriptwriter, nay, your neighbour or cat would have known this was the right step to take. The filler, however, disinterests me. Marlin and Nemo's subplots are bafflingly simple with no sense of wit or fun.
It's hard to write an accurate account of Supernormal festival because a. it's just slightly too surreal to capture in writing, rather than tape loops or gong-based, Ganesh-inspired performance art, and b. it's hard to let everyone know how excellent it is for fear everyone else turns up and ruins it.
As I now listen, write and read about the album, I discover there is ever more for me to learn and for me to hear. And joyfully, Graceland will continue to make more memories for me. "These are the roots of rhythm, And the roots of rhythm remain".
An even more remarkable set of documents then to emerged. In her own handwriting, Clare confessed to living as a parasite, liar, thief and drug user in documents which also recorded how she had slept with numerous A List celebrities in her quest for fame.
As a documentary maker it's really exciting to work on something that will be a slice of history in years to come. I hope the film sums up what it's like to live in London in 2016, and shows that even when we are all crammed into a tube carriage together at 2am we can still get along.
Writing and performing my music is an absolute dream come true, but it can be an overwhelming experience at times. Some days I want to jump around the room with excitement one minute, and then I listen back to a performance and decide in a matter of seconds that it's terrible and that maybe I'm just never going to be good enough and I should get my teaching qualification before it's too late.
Socks and Slides have undoubtably been this summers footwear choice, and not only for your Uncle Ade, but for your teenage cousins, nephews and nieces. North London rap artist iLLAMADi, decided to pay homage to this footwear epidemic that has swept across most of London, and made a song and dance about it. Literally. Let me break down the lyrics for you.
I've been on the brunt of your anger, anguish and humility. Been accused of it being about a look, money, race. Some places, sad to say, this will always be the case. This area sucks people in, pulling them down like a drain, you see the spiral like water, they'll never be the same.
I'm genuinely filled with dismay by the number of writers flocking to creative writing courses, and ask, what's happened to their defiant confidence and independence? That burning intelligence and passion which produces originality, provokes thought, grips our hearts, points to truth and justice?