I was looking through one of my Youtube channels last night, and I realised I hadn't thought about some of the texts that consumed me as a vidder for a very long time. To explain, what basically used to happen was that I'd watch something, a film or a TV show, and then, if it… Continue reading Throwback Texts: Return to Me (and another reason to love David Duchovny!)
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Contrasts, Photographs and NaNoWriMo
I find myself in a kind of curious stasis, as regards Far From the Tree and Sweeter than Cider. The former is in the midst of a process that started in January, and, at the moment, its destiny isn't something I can influence - it all depends on how much it's liked by others! As for the… Continue reading Contrasts, Photographs and NaNoWriMo
Far From the Tree – ‘missing’ scenes and DVD extras
One of the joys of having my own characters and universe to play with is that I keep thinking of 'scenes between the scenes' from the novels. Much like DVD extras and missing scenes from films, these are the moments that I haven't actually committed to paper in the novel, but that I visualise now… Continue reading Far From the Tree – ‘missing’ scenes and DVD extras
A look behind the scenes at Thatchers Cider, and some village fun.
Every couple of years, the multinational cider producer, Thatchers Cider, opens its doors for four hours so that the public can take a look behind the scenes. For very obvious, book related reasons, this is great for me, as I often need to immerse myself in the physical geography of a place like Thatchers to… Continue reading A look behind the scenes at Thatchers Cider, and some village fun.
An intimate issue, or, rather, the issue of intimates…
**CAUTION! The following post contains lots of pictures of beautiful people in their pants. And some rather breathless discussion of the notion of sexy underwear. Proceed carefully...** I'm feeling a bit naughty tonight. It's been raining on and off, and after writing about being in creative stasis, my mind started to wander to other, more,… Continue reading An intimate issue, or, rather, the issue of intimates…
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’
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
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.
Pretty things and procrastination, part two!
In less than sixteen hours I'm going to have that most fabled of things, CFT (Child Free Time) to crack on with the second book in the Little Somerby Series, Sweeter than Cider. I'm beyond excited, even though Bertie the Weimaraner will need to be walked off his paws first, so he's amenable to being left while… Continue reading Pretty things and procrastination, part two!
The rise of the ‘Alpha Wave’; is Mr Darcy coming back?
I had an interesting conversation with a friend this week about men. More specifically, fictional men, and what we really want in a made up male character. Now, those of you who are regular readers of this blog will know that I have a bit of a fascination for romantic heroes, but this conversation got… Continue reading The rise of the ‘Alpha Wave’; is Mr Darcy coming back?
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