Claire North Posts

There were a lot of storms between the end of 2019 and beginning of 2020.  Storm Clara, Storm Ciara, Storm… Caitlin – I know they didn’t all begin with ‘C’ owing to Met Office naming […]

Bias disclaimer: I have known the author of The Witchling’s Girl, Helena Coggan, since she was a teenager starting out in her writing adventures.  We met on a very wet day in a cafe in […]

Today across the UK, offices and workshops are starting to close down for the Christmas break, and frankly I think we’re all ready for it.  To everyone about to go on holiday – and to […]

A wee while back I wrote a post about being fine in 2020.  It was an ode to how we’re basically fine but not fine but sorta fine only not really.  You can read that […]

It is a 2020 truth that if you’re not currently a) unemployed b) grieving a loved one or c) ill then what you are… is fine.   “How are you?” asks a friend over a […]

Being an environmentalist has sucked for many years.   In the US, there has been (and he’s still clinging on – illegally) a rampantly corrupt climate-change denier running the show, and the entanglement between oil […]

Dear The Green Party,   Five years ago I wrote this:   https://www.clairenorth.com/claire-north-posts/2015/09/20/new-old-new-new-old-labour/   … in which I explained to the Green Party why I might be voting for Jeremy Corbyn in 2020.  Five years, […]

Sometimes I get an email that goes, “I hope you or someone on your team sees this,” and I always smile, because in my mind it implies harried PAs organising my life as I lie […]

Sometimes I get rampant insomnia.  I do everything right – I get out of bed for a bit if I can’t sleep, read a book, stay calm and chilled etc..  I also do everything right […]

Sweet Harmony is out in ebook!  REJOICE!  And as of October 27th it will also be out in audiobook too!  MORE REJOICING!   That’s about the full content of this blog post, if I’m honest.  […]

“Could you write something about your writing process?” my editor enquired. Could I hell! Could I! Could I? Probably not, is the honest answer.   So here’s the problem.  When I write, I am not […]

Dear Miss Mitchell,   You were my secondary school PE teacher, and I’m not gonna lie, I was terrified of you.  You were terrifying.  But though you could turn even the icy fog of a […]