an hour of writing time 10pm every night after a fucking long day of their 2 gig economy jobs, which are absolutely necessary even just to cover the basic human needs like shelter/electricity/food today.
Not only should there be far more robust structures in place to support & develop the work of working-class writers & and writers of all underrepresented backgrounds, funded by the big boys like Netflix etc YEAR ROUND (ie not just the annual/one-off competitions), but
also on a wider level, these are the situations where there should be a FAT push to intro a proper Universal Basic Income / a more legit Universal Credit. Writing - rightly - takes a lot of time & energy, and people aren’t going to be creatively stimulated if they only have
Loved Bluets-loved the detail& intimacy (but obvs the simultaneous technological distance),& the depiction of urban experience. Walking home across Vauxhall bridge felt v much like I’d hit the full 360 sensory/VR theatre experience. Keep em coming pls @royalcourt 💙👖🐟🚙🥣🦕🦋🥏
First transmitted January 1996, Our Friends in the North effortlessly combined the Political with the personal in a way that has never been bettered before or since, to create a contemporary epic of Shakespearean complexity and nuance.
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Never been so obsessed with checking the weather/daylight hours changing.. is this cos lockdown has aged me to 53 or cos am so despo to grasp onto any possible glimmer of hope and the prospect of an early eve summer beer garden?