Elizabeth Baines

So the vote on the blogstory was overwhelmingly for Manchester Central Library. This is where Cat's mysterious caller will tell her to ...

Voting is going interestingly for the blogstory , and implies that it's a pretty literary lot who are bothering, since so far Central Li...

To the Portico Library last night for the opening of Sundar Kanta Walker's final leg in the tour of her fantastic show of paintings, Sa...

The Manchester Blog Story, What Would You Do? which I'm writing for the Manchester Literature Festival, has gone live! The first of six...

About three years ago I sent a play to a theatre and received a discouraging response: my play wasn't really a play, it was far too sche...

Last night John and I went to the fabulous Croma restaurant in Chorlton, where we often go. Maybe I shouldn't be admitting this, but I o...

Yet another book I read in Wales was Don DeLillo's White Noise , last month's reading group choice, the story of university lecturer...

I am honoured to have a Normblog profile up today.

Just back from a meeting at Cornerhouse with Manchizzle blogger and writer Kate Feld, the brains behind the Manchester Blogstory commissio...

Here's another book I read in Wales: A Hidden Life, the fourth of Adele Geras's vivid adult sagas packed with memorable characters a...

My next project: Manchester Blogstory: What would You Do ? Well, I said last post that after all the drama production I've been involved...

'I wanna be in this film! Aw, go on, let me!' That was one young lad standing watching as we filmed last night. Seemed to think it w...

A new experience for me yesterday: night filming. Last night at half-three I was standing on a porch in a business park, lighting up a fag (...

For a person who calls herself literary, I do shamefully little reading. As I have written before, unlike others, whom I envy, I find it ver...

This month John Baker is tackling the age-old question of 'inspiration' by running a series of pieces by writers describing how they...

Back from Wales (and whitewashing walls) to find the bound proofs of my collection of stories waiting in the hall. Strange to see several o...

I'm still pretty tired after the play, and I'm off now to the Welsh hills to recuperate and gear up for my next commission, which I...

Now that's nice and enough to pull you out of your post-production anticlimax - a nice review of The Processing Room on Manchester Conf...

We held our last meeting in the run-up to the play, but I don't think it was just the play which prevented me from finishing the book b...

So it's all over - the rehearsals, the publicity, the week of the play spent in town from morning till night and living on peanuts and ...