Revisiting Cathy now, with my forties in clear view, I miss how immense everything felt then (I certainly miss being able to spend an entire evening in the bath with a novel for company). That's why I think Wuthering Heights tugs at the hearts of generation after generation of readers. The vastness of it all.
I'm not saying I have a gift but I have correctly predicted the winner of the Great British Bake Off four years in a row. Does this mean I should be given Paul Hollywood's job? They've asked but I told them it was important that the judging maintained its gender balance.
I started Literary Kitchen, a creative writing school, in 2009, in order to earn a living. But the artist in me, who loves performance, process and exchange was always busting to get out, and so the Literary Kitchen Festival was born in 2014.
We're in a golden age for children's books: this autumn sees such a wealth of brilliant titles that I've had to separate fiction from non-fiction (non-fiction highlights coming next week). Below are books that will make your child laugh, think, feel and be inspired - what more could we ask for?
There is such talent, such genius in Goya's work that it's hard to know where to begin. His technical excellence is just ridiculous - the skin tone, glimpses of veins in ageing hands, the delicacy of the mantilla lace, the shimmering texture of the satin dresses, the flash of colour from sashes and hat linings, the bold, bare backgrounds...
London in the fall is a crowded schedule for art lovers, not only are the galleries returning from the long summer break, they are preparing themselves for the onslaught of art fairs and openings at major institutions. This year to beat the rush a myriad of private galleries are opening their shows a full week before the fairs, as well as at many public bodies.
For Brown, there are many ways of knowing and she rejects the hierarchy, arguing that creating a dichotomy between qualitative and quantitative research serves only the traditional quantitative researchers.
The joy of doing a fair is the unexpected learning. This time at LAPADA in Berkeley Square I learnt that if someone crouches down they are not going t...
How is it possible that the greatest lyricist that ever lived could come up with something that reads like the GCSE creative writing coursework of a morbid teenager who has just inhaled an entire thesaurus?
Drawing is definitely one of these activities that we can intimately relate to. It is often seen as an indicator of intelligence that we can trace from prehistoric times. When there is a drawing on a rock or a cave wall, we immediately know that intelligent humans created it.
If "making art politically" involves employing scores of people to do boring and dangerous work, what makes what Weiwei does significantly different from countless industrialists?
The interpretation is risky, yes, but theatre should be risky. And for all the theatrical spectacle and the clever tricks, you feel for Nancy, you really do. You're rooting for her and at the climax, when she understands what it is she truly needs, it's a great feeling. Tipping the Velvet is a bright, witty production - but it also has a heart.
7: It's only a film. You are not curing cancer, nor rescuing small children from famine or even dishing out soup to the homeless. You're stood in a North Face jacket getting pissed off because the biscuit selection is crap today. Directing is a job, but people have real jobs, people work harder and get paid much less.
When I opened Fergus Byrne's biography of Felix Dennis (More Lives Than One, Ebury, 2015), I knew precious little of his subject save for the Oz trial. Dennis was one of three defendants put on trial for obscenity for publishing an edition of Oz Magazine that included the infamous cartoon of Rupert the Bear with a giant phallus.
I've long extolled the merits of spoken word and Simon Mole has previous for pushing, twisting and manipulating the boundaries of the art form.
I'm not going to go on First Dates. And I'll tell you why. Because I'm not up for having to eat a meal with a man with an oppressive beard who wants to do Jager bombs during a civilized meal as if he's out on the freshers lash at three in the morning.