Had fun writing this!

WOHOO

The start of another academic year, and the wider state of things, got me reflecting. So, I wrote this: open.substack.com/pub/alexhubb...

Music for your weekend! And my novel. Mostly the second one… open.substack.com/pub/alexhubb...

If you’re furious about the “Wuthering Heights” teaser trailer, come read about why you shouldn’t be: open.substack.com/pub/alexhubb...

My latest substack, detailing some feelings on my upcoming novel, Aberystwyth, and the seasons. Read it here: open.substack.com/pub/alexhubb...

Storm sounds like a whirlwind of emotions and adventure! 📚✨ I can't wait to dive into its pages and feel the turbulence. Books like this remind me of the power of stories to transport us. #BookSky #WritingSky

Wow, thanks so much. I hope you enjoy it. Turbulence very much is what we’re going for. I’d love to know what you think once you’ve read it!

I know you’re enjoying the summer
But there’s some bad weather coming

Utterly delighted that my debut is available for pre-order from Seren’s website!

I published my first substack post yesterday, on the already controversial Wuthering Heights adaptation. You can read it, here: open.substack.com/pub/alexhubb...

In our algorithmic world, perceiving differently is more important than ever.

Here, working from the ‘The Politics in a Poem’, published earlier this year in C21, I argue poetry is uniquely placed to heal our polarised, misinformed society.

How? Because it records what we might not otherwise see.

So excited to be a part of the Seren family

New issue of @c21literature.bsky.social, Volume 12, Issue 1 (Spring 2025) is out now! Featuring articles and reviews on #C21Literature writings

Read it here: c21.openlibhums.org/issue/1419/i...

@bacls.bsky.social

This is utterly outstanding

I hope this article demonstrates how poetry and solidarity can foster meaningful analysis. If you have a moment, I invite you to read and reflect.

In the UK, productive conversations are taking place regarding the alienation of working class peoples, particularly the young. However, these lose their meaning if they are not followed up with resources and funding to help keep in place and bolster community and wellbeing.

In Canada, Indigenous peoples face persistent erasure of their histories and communities. In an election where leaders are scrutinized for their views on Indigenous issues, it is particularly important to consider how political rhetoric and policy can inflict violence and destruction.

My research increasingly revolves around two pivotal questions: What can creative writing unveil in an increasingly opaque and resource-stricken world, and, what can the specificity of place reveal about the reality of abstract policy-making and rhetoric. This article explores both.

I am thrilled my article, ‘The Politics in a Poem,’ is in the latest issue of C21. Writing this piece was long, challenging, and incredibly rewarding. I am immensely grateful for the thoughtful feedback from peer reviewers and the meticulous attention of the editor, Alice Bennett.

We essentially voted to kick an unpopular can down the road instead of calling the whole thing off.

Even those we love, we don’t know. Yet, always, we are perceiving others, and using those perceptions to shape ourselves. Occasionally, we see our own ethically murky but utterly necessary processes. I wrote about such a moment in ‘Visiting Hours’, three years ago: forgelitmag.com/2021/09/06/v...

‘Those who were left behind refused The Free Gift of Eternal Life as a child of God’
Can you dodge the rapture? What would being trapped, forever, with your weird flatmate be like? How many tins of fish is too many? Read ‘Who Are Left’ to find out: issuu.com/nawrmag/docs...

The now is an era of utter anxiety. Play is as necessary as thought. Two years ago, emerging from a nasty case of Covid, a cold winter, a worsening climate, and some exciting encounters with Beckett and Joyce, I wrote ‘The Coin’. You can read it, here: pure.aber.ac.uk/ws/portalfil...

But what better repose is there to the younger Robbie Williams, with all his bravado and ego, then the elder Williams’ ‘Jesus didn’t die for you/what are you on?’