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Someone pinch me…
...I must be dreaming. This can't be happening to me, the girl, and then the woman, whose head was always somewhere different to her body. The girl who wrote stories from the moment she could pick up a pen, spent many years playing with characters that other people had invented and then, in the throes… Continue reading Someone pinch me…
Aiming for (Daily) Greatness
OK, I'll admit it. I'm a sucker for a good notebook. I can't walk past Paperchase without going in (and trying to contain the drool), and as for The Works...they have me at 20% off, every time. I've even managed to indoctrinate my two daughters into the Sisterhood of the Beautiful Notepad, and I'm pleased to… Continue reading Aiming for (Daily) Greatness
The best* job in the world…
*and by best, I mean crazily emotionally rollercoasterish. So today was one of those days that are often alluded to in teaching. Basically, I cried in front of a class. Yes, lost it totally, in fact, in tears, great snotty sobs, the works. I think the last time this happened as a fair few years… Continue reading The best* job in the world…
The Urge to Purge…
There are certain times of year when it hits me. January 1st tends to be one. The month of September is another. January is a no-brainer; too much wine, chocolate, not enough exercise, and an influx of new things into the house make me want to sort through the old stuff, spring clean and get… Continue reading The Urge to Purge…
Heartaches and Heart breaks
Hearts break easily, don't they? Especially when you're a teenager. While writing my first novel, I made several references to being a teenager, and the exquisite pain-pleasure of being a teenager in love. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't writing from experience! Teen love is an intoxicating thing. I fell in love twice… Continue reading Heartaches and Heart breaks
No time for reflection, but will anyway…
Busy, busy busy. But learned things this week. In this new, active writing state, if I don't write regularly, everything else suffers. Good diet and exercise make me feel better. Yoga makes me feel all stretchy and much more chilled. Ditto swimming. Work works better when all of the above are followed. Family and relationships… Continue reading No time for reflection, but will anyway…
Catching up
I've not blogged for a while, for a number of reasons (nothing bad or serious, just life getting in the way!) so I thought I'd break the drought by writing something today. I'm not sure what this post will be on, so bear with me! The past few weeks have been really busy. I've been… Continue reading Catching up
From Superwoman to Slummy Mummy: A life of day to day extremes.
No matter how hard I try, my life seems to swing from one extreme to the other. I'm not talking about anything major; the big stuff is in place (house, job, enough money to feed and clothe my dependents, a really good network of amazing friends and family), but the day to day running of… Continue reading From Superwoman to Slummy Mummy: A life of day to day extremes.
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’.
Fay Keenan 