Peter Moore

Peter Moore


Peter Moore is a writer, historian and critic. Born in Staffordshire in the early eighties, he was educated at Durham University and City, University of London. He now teaches on the Mst in Creative Writing at Oxford University.

Peter’s interest is in the rapidly changing societies of the late eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries. His debut book, Damn His Blood, was a reconstruction of a double murder in rural Worcestershire at the height of the Napoleonic Wars and was published Chatto in June 2012. His second book was The Weather Experiment, the story of the meteorological enlightenment of the nineteenth century. It became an instant Sunday Times bestseller after publication in 2015, Richard Morrison of the Times chose it as his Book of the Year, the New York Times included it in their 100 Notable Books of 2015 and it was adapted by BBC4 for a three-part documentary called Storm Troupers: the fight to forecast the weather.

Peter was a 2014 Gladstone Library writer in residence and a 2016 Winston Churchill Fellow. He reviews regularly for The Literary Review and his journalism has appeared in the New York Times, the Guardian and on the BBC.

Peter Moore @petermoore

This was a test of the Prime Minister and he has failed it.

It is an insult to sacrifices made by the British people that Boris Johnson has chosen to take no action against Dominic Cummings.

The front page of The New York Times for May 24, 2020

This image, though. A single picture that nails the absolute fucking weirdness of The New Now.

In our fantastic season 2 finale, Owen Matthews introduces us to one of the most charismatic spies of all time – Richard Sorge, the only man to be a member of both the Soviet Communist Party and the German Nazis.

#impeccablespy #espionage #undercover

Podcast Week 5/5 – Charles Booth's poverty maps of 19th-century London and the dawn of quantitative social science: (43-min audio) You can also browse Booth's marvellous maps here:

Miracles *do* happen because Warren and Cerney at Oxford station went the extra mile & FOUND my very special watch! On the tracks, but still working perfectly. Thanks, guys - you are my #TrainHeroes! Big ❤ to everyone who spread the word. (Home now for shower and cry) @GWRHelp

Realise this is a very long shot but my watch (which belonged to my late husband) fell off my wrist - probably at Oxford station or when leaving the train to Manchester (around 16:45). It has our initials (A + R) on the back. Maybe miracles happen?

We welcome writers from all backgrounds, from everywhere - and we mean everywhere! Look the MSt up, get that application in!

@HistoricEngland needs to re-consider. This wall has the texture of history - pitted, scarred and authentic. London has been and is being botox'd by developers. How on earth can this simple moving evidence of the Blitz be razed and erased? And for another damned glass box hotel.

I’ve been trying to talk about the difference between writing fiction and nonfiction for months now, and then @tonytula just—tweets it out. One sentence. Fuck.

This is Doolin harbour. I usually stand by the railing on the end, waiting on my ferry to work on the Aran Island. That horizon, is the next wave coming in.

A friend has alerted me via email to the "singular conducting style" of Dutch baroque specialist Pieter Jan Leusink. I have made a short compilation for ease of sharing on social media platforms. Pure joy.

I've spent years at @citywriting and @OxMst talking about the fluid boundaries between fact and fiction in literature. This, on trains, time and Anna Karenina, is a fascinating example of how one tumbles into the other.

All thanks to superb @soratcli #ValentinesWithTolstoy

Fancy a stroll through East #London in 1889? On the Travels Through Time free podcast we’ll be walking through street markets, experiencing the stillness on the #Thames during the Dock Strike, and watching a boxing match in a #Shoreditch church.