It's HOT! And in usual British style, the weather didn't give us much warning; it just switched from 'meh' to volcanic heat literally overnight. And, as is my usual, this has got me thinking. I went out to the RNA South West Chapter dinner last night, and I was quite sad that I couldn't wear… Continue reading If ‘not now’, then when?
A Backwell Ghost Story
I wrote this for a Year 8 class who were working on their own ghost stories. I wanted to take the everyday and turn it into something spooky! Enjoy... The Walkers of the Corridors: A Backwell Ghost Story They say you should never be on school grounds during the night of a full moon. Even… Continue reading A Backwell Ghost Story
Meeting Your Heroes…
This weekend I arranged for The Husband and myself to bog off alone to Cheltenham and watch a play. Having not had a night away by ourselves for two years (when we went somewhat further afield to London to lust over Richard Armitage as John Proctor watch The Crucible at the Old Vic, this was a… Continue reading Meeting Your Heroes…
Meet Me At Wisteria Cottage, Teresa Morgan’s New Novel
Fab interview with the lovely Teresa F Morgan about the genesis of 'Meet Me At Wisteria Cottage'. 🙂
Thoughts on ‘The Accountant’ (2016)
Just a quick post to share a few observations of this film! Spoilers, obviously. The Accountant is a strange beast. Part issue driven family drama, part character study, part big, dumb action film, it feels a bit schizophrenic at times. However, I don't review what I don't like, and I did find myself liking a… Continue reading Thoughts on ‘The Accountant’ (2016)
Last Witness @CarysJAuthor @Aria_Fiction #QA
Fab Q&A with the awesome Carys Jones!
Beltaine Fire and Butterfly Dreams
Love this, Helen! So much tradition this time of year, and beautifully put 💜💜.
Today is May Day, or Beltaine in the old calendar, the first day of summer and the festival that falls halfway between the Spring Equinox and Summer Solstice.
The garden is green and humming, the blossom almost gone, the promise of Summer’s warmth just over the horizon. Last night I dreamed of a purple butterfly landing on my face, flapping delicate wings as it clung to my cheek. Apparently, to dream of such things is a sign of change, and for the butterfly to land on me signifies that the change will be positive. And to dream of such a thing on May Day Eve? I don’t know, but it seems to add another layer of significance. Or perhaps it was just a dream…
Today the sun aligns with stones, tonight fires will burn on the hillsides, if only in memory, the old customs not yet forgotten. And perhaps I…
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The Calm before the storm of book 2…
Musing on waiting for feedback...
Fay Keenan – The Second Chance Tea Shop
Thank you so much for this lovely review, Roxy (sorry for the gut punch!!). I'm so pleased you enjoyed the book xxx.
Musical Musings
Since I started writing the Little Somerby books, I've not really managed to write to music, although music is definitely an influence. I have it on when I drive, and since that's when I often do my plotting (while keeping my eyes firmly on the road, of course!), often, songs come onto the radio or… Continue reading Musical Musings
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