There is a house near where I live called ‘Woodbury’. Each time I pass it, I think of a childhood home of the same name. I remember this house vividly, which is unlikely, since I left at the age of six, when my parents divorced. The details are clear – the swing and the sandpit…
With all this talk of goal setting – it’s made me think. How do we not let ourselves down by setting ourselves up for failure? One answer, among many, is to get involved – ask others – network – learn more and approach experts. Today, I am enthused and motivated to write this, because one…
PROLOGUE She stood solemnly at the graveside. A single tear ran down her cheek. A man and a woman stood either side of her, and a younger man opposite. They all looked down at the expensive coffin being lowered in to their family plot. A few other mourners were scattered around; they formed a small,…
And so I’ve begun. Begun to be a writer. I think. I hope. I’ve got a manuscript. I’ve got a mentor. I’ve got a Twitter account. I’ve joined a writer’s group. I’ve even got a pseudonym (titter). And now I’ve got a blog! I still feel like a rookie though. A novice. A fledgling. A…
The year was 1946. I hear the country was in a fix. I beamed with pride as my final part, was put in place and gave me heart. My engine purred, my lights they beamed, my beautiful curves – they shone and gleamed. Before I found an owner though, I was packed away and on…
1. Middle lane hoggers. 2. Show offs. (See 3.) 3. Sports cars. (See 2.) 4. Radio 2. 5. Slow internet connection. 6. When bananas go off really quickly. 7. When people don’t quite get the POINT! 8. People that go about 48mph in the slow lane – but this would…
As I type this, I am waiting eagerly for a response from my favourite agent. I even dared to prod her after five weeks of sending my whole manuscript. Today I emailed and admitted I was struggling with patience, even though ‘I know I’m supposed to’. Since I’ve been waiting, I haven’t hung around. I…
I know I should hate the X-Factor, but, I admit that I don’t. I love the sheer banality of the old fashioned entertainment, the on-the-edge-of-your-seat competition, and the tears of joy at someone accomplishing a dream, even if it is rigged. I also know it’s heartless to laugh in the face of a person who…
Chocolate. We don’t all love it. But for those who do… not all chocolate tastes good. Question your faith… That’s all.
