Last Friday I took my elder daughter Flora into Bristol to look at a selection of fibreglass sheep. Well, some of them, at least! We were on our own for the day, with my younger daughter at nursery, so we hopped onto the Park and Ride at Long Ashton (having seen a number of hot… Continue reading Beautiful Bristol, and Surprising Shauns.
Glorious Glastonbury
A few weeks ago I took a drive to Glastonbury, because I was, unusually, on my own for the day and I wanted to go somewhere different for a couple of hours. I never got round to writing a blog post about it, but I imagine it'd go something like 'blah blah ley lines, ramble… Continue reading Glorious Glastonbury
Agents, Acceptances and Anticipation, Part 2.
So today I've gone public with the news that I've accepted an offer of representation from an agent. And I am, of course, beyond excited! This has led me to reflect on the process that got me to this point, and so here are some geek stats, for those of you who like that sort… Continue reading Agents, Acceptances and Anticipation, Part 2.
Kenneth Branagh’s ‘Cinderella’
**EDIT: Oops, I messed up – it’s Helena Bonham Carter doing the voiceover, not Emma Thompson! But my comment still stands about her honeyed tones in Much Ado…** Yesterday Daughter #1 and I went to see the new, live action version of Cinderella at the local cinema with some friends. It was a kids' screening, which meant lots… Continue reading Kenneth Branagh’s ‘Cinderella’
Robin of Sherwood returns on audio
As a lifelong RoS fan, this is SO exciting!!
Tyntesfield: A Glorious, Madcap Mess
I was fortunate enough to visit Tyntesfield, which is on the outskirts of Bristol, six or seven years ago when the National Trust had just acquired it. Back then it was a work in progress; it was surrounded by the largest freestanding scaffolding in Europe while the roof was repaired, and it was in what… Continue reading Tyntesfield: A Glorious, Madcap Mess
Constructing, and deconstructing, ‘reality’.
Many years as a teacher of English and Media Studies have taught me a great deal about how 'realities' are constructed on film and in text. That doesn't mean I'm an expert in constructing them myself, but it does mean that I am able to deconstruct pretty much any text that gets thrown at me… Continue reading Constructing, and deconstructing, ‘reality’.
Agents, acceptances and anticipation
Things have been a little quiet around this blog for a few weeks, mostly due to the fact I've been flat out working and marking A Level Media Studies scripts for the exam board. That's not left a great deal of time for anything else except sleep and the odd bottle of prosecco! However, term… Continue reading Agents, acceptances and anticipation
Dreaming of the past.
Because I do dream, fairly regularly, of past people and past voices... I dreamed of you last night. Do you ever dream of me? In those small, dark hours between the opening of eyes, when my thoughts are hardly my own. I wonder if you ever see me in those somnolent hours. I only think… Continue reading Dreaming of the past.
Time Pressures and Guilty Pleasures
Last week I wrote a blog entry about how much I was looking forward to getting a few child free hours to finish outlining the second book in the Little Somerby Series, Sweeter than Cider. This got me thinking about process, again! When I read this article on writing rituals yesterday, I wondered if every writer has… Continue reading Time Pressures and Guilty Pleasures
Fay Keenan 