You know you are having fun when an experience seems to last as long as a Cook ‘daddy’ hundred but is also over in the time it takes a Steyn bouncer to whistle past your nose.
This Saturday I sat in Jarrod Kimber’s dining room for eight hours learning how to be a better writer. If you have read my first two pieces on this blog, this may come as a relief to you.
I won’t go into what the course covers; Jarrod does that much better than I can. Suffice it to say that it was ‘fucken awesome’ as the man himself might put it.
Two reasons for telling you this:
- To plug the course. You could remortgage your house and go to one of the Guardian sessions on journalism / writing / not proof-reading your error-ridden copy properly, or you could just give Jarrod 75 quid. You could sit in a room of a hundred people and feel like you are back in a uni lecture so yawnsome you get lockjaw, or huddle around a table with 10 other people and transport yourself back to the best tutorial you ever had. ‘Nuff said.
- I also wanted to give you the chance to tell me what you want to read about. Writing for myself makes me happy, but it matters that you are entertained, provoked, moved. So fart some thoughts into the form below and you might just see an article about one of them soon…