The Tragedy of Dorothy Edwards?

FRANCES GAPPER explores the life and writings of Dorothy Edwards: ‘Hovering awkwardly on the fringe of the Bloomsbury Group, virtually penniless and dependent on a friend for accommodation, Dorothy Edwards lacked the two things Virginia Woolf considered vital for a woman writer of fiction: money, and secure private space…’

Author Profile: Sue Kaufman

DIANA CAMBRIDGE profiles the life and writing of American author Sue Kaufman: ‘It’s forty years since she jumped from the balcony of the eighteenth-floor New York apartment in which she lived with her husband and son. When she died, she was fifty, and had written five novels – one of which, Diary of a Mad Housewife, was made into a film – and a collection of fifteen short stories, The Master and Other Stories…’

Blurred Boundaries

K.S.DEARSLEY probes the hidden depths in D. H. Lawrence’s ‘The Prussian Officer’:’…any reader expecting to find explicit sex will be disappointed. Lawrence’s writing is far more subtle, working by the power of suggestion, so you could make a case to say that the only sex in the tale is what the reader’s imagination brings to it…’

Writing Exercise: Taboo

WRITING EXERCISE: ‘On a fundamental level, the plot of any story can be reduced to: a character who wants something they can’t have. Where it gets really interesting is when that ‘something’ is totally out of bounds. Flirting with someone else’s lover. Saying ‘Macbeth’ in a theatre. Opening Pandora’s Box. Reading a banned book. Speaking Voldemort’s name. Riding your big sister’s bike…’ JO GATFORD, from Writers’ HQ, offers a creative exercise in the taboo…

Chalk Mother

HANNAH BROCKBANK tells us why she admires ‘Chalk Mother’, an intense character driven short story by Liza Cody: ‘The environment crackles with connection and purpose but the daughter cannot fully be part of it. Instead, she frets about missing school. This important image transcends physical description and shows us what makes the narrator tick and what situations allow her to connect with the world…’