Way back in the late 80s, I got my first break in radio – strangely, happily – via a stage play, Hair In The Gate, my second commission for Live Theatre. Dave Sheasby, a BBC drama producer in Manchester, came to see it (I hope this might still happen today) and asked me to adapt it for Radio 4. Thus a ripe apple fell into my lap and I became a radio writer. Not that it was a breeze. I had to grapple with the ticklish technical challenge facing all writers for the medium: as listeners obviously wouldn’t, like a theatre audience, see the action of my play, I couldn’t show, I could only tell.
With much trial and error and advice from Dave, I slowly got to grips with this new craft and began to appreciate the wisdom of the old conundrum that ‘radio is just like television, only the pictures are better’. What this means I guess is that listeners tend to work harder than viewers and create in their imagination the parts of the story the writer can’t illuminate, including the physical world of the characters. While in TV drama, viewers may often feel beaten over the head with the obvious, in radio there is more space for subtext – and therefore less is truly more. I began to understand this in the writing of my first play and saw it most clearly in the studio, where brilliant actors had the time and space, without the paraphernalia of cameras, costumes and design, to concentrate on the text, and of course vastly enrich it.
Not for nothing is radio often described as ‘the writer’s medium’, for better and sometimes worse. The finest performances and deftest of direction cannot compensate for a script that doesn’t work. For a writer, this is scary – and exhilarating.
Dave Sheasby soon commissioned another play, set in Blyth with a title filched from the film On The Waterfront – One Way Ticket To Palookaville. Despite the fact I loved writing it and it went down well, there then followed a long period of radio silence from me, as I spent the best part of 15 years writing for television, with the occasional bit of theatre.
What brought me back to radio 10 years ago were three things: a desire to broaden again the range of my work; the interest shown in me by an outstanding radio director, Marilyn Imrie (with whom I’ve since produced 25 plays); and my frustration at not having what I thought was a great idea commissioned for television. This instead became the radio series Two Pipe Problems – a comedy drama with an investigative trope, set in a retirement home for actors starring Richard Briers and Stanley Baxter, and an example of how the ecology of radio drama has changed. Back in the day, radio drama consisted overwhelmingly of single plays of varying lengths, but nowadays there are growing numbers of serials and series, sometimes stripped across the week.
This is good for writers because series offer greater security (more work). It’s hard to build a career out of single plays, not to mention the difficulty of continually coming up with compelling one-offs. Since 2007 I have worked on a number of radio series besides TPP: Tommies, the ongoing drama about life and death at the Front during the First World War; The Stanley Baxter Playhouse; and The Ferryhill Philosophers, which describes the collision between moral philosophy and life in the small Durham town. Collectively, these amount to about six or seven plays a year, far more than Jeremy Howe, head of Radio 4 Drama, would ever commission in singles. Since I also work on projects in other media, I have to write these plays pretty quickly. This is easier with series: the format and style have been established, you know the characters inside out, and the biggest challenge is coming up with a striking story of the week (which shouldn’t be hard if the format and characters work).
I love working in radio, but it should be said that at an hourly rate of no more than £5000 an hour, one is unlikely to get filthy rich from it. The rewards are much greater in television, but then so are the frustrations and occasional heartbreaks. Producers in radio tend (big generalisation) to be gentler and nicer, perhaps because they’re under less pressure from above. Even more remarkably, they actually seem to like writers – and good writing. Hardly surprising then that I consider some of my best work has been written for the wireless. And long may it continue…