No more finger food One of my earlier posts, ‘Forty Years of Finger Food’ lays bare my battle to stop biting my fingernails. And until recently – very recently – it was a battle I despaired of ever winning. As the years pass, it takes longer for hands to heal, and for cuts, bruising and split nails to recover.
Short Story - Changing Times - part one
Leaving Edinburgh under a grey sky and arriving in London for the Book Fair under the same blanket of low cloud, I was reminded of this short story I wrote some years ago. Changing Times - Part One Here was soft, muffled silence. Elsewhere, she knew a shining sun hung suspended in a vast, clear sky of shifting blues.
Unexpected benefits - the London Book Fair 2018
Unexpected Benefits - the London Book Fair 2018 Going to the London Book Fair 2018 over three days during the Easter holidays had some rather unexpected benefits: It was good to have a change of scene and to see flowers, their colours enlivening trees and roadsides, lightening the streets under an overcast sky.
Going to the London Book Fair 2018 I have long planned to go to the London Book Fair 2018. I booked my accommodation for the London Book Fair 2018 in October last year, my train tickets in January, and have my rucksack packed with the basic essentials – one copy of each of my books, folders with my current works in progress and a copy of my radio play...
Mercury in retrograde
Mercury in retrograde Apparently, because Mercury is in retrograde at the moment – I sort of know what that means, but, in any case, since April is Angel month and my angels do a fantastic job of looking after me, I don’t worry too much about all this – I should be careful, back up my computer files, generally be a bit cautious and double check anything important, be canny and softly spoken, e
Reading Agatha Christie
Reading Agatha Christie My mother has, at one time in her life, had every Agatha Christie book. Perhaps, like me, she feels that reading Agatha Christie is a good bet: not especially demanding, intriguing and an interesting insight into a way of life – house parties, butlers, and maids who lived up the back stair – which has disappeared from all but the most privileged households.
Its up to me My determination surfaces when I least expect it, and its up to me to make the most of that. When the phone rings with bad news, when there is too much spam in my IN box, when I haven’t the time to listen, even when my mother buys herself a flat next door, I now find myself ever so determined to do the right thing:
Happiness is.... Happiness has a varying quality, as dependent on the time of day as the seasons of the year and whether we enjoy our work today or would rather be reading a good book or having a snooze. But, just for a bit of whimsy, here are some things that I think help to make us happy, or at least, happier today. Peace to listen and be quiet; but not so much peace that we feel lonely.
Speaking in public
Speaking in public Is there any easy way to take up an ambition of speaking in public? I’ve yet to find any short cuts to bliss, in this most trepidatious of activities. But, from having been totally phobic about it – sleepless nights, anxious, tremulous voice – I can, I think, now do a better job; and each time I venture to try, it does get easier.
Writing Blog Posts
Writing Blog Posts In the last few years I’ve learned a lot about writing blog posts. So far, this is what I’ve learned to help me to write a blog post that can pass as good. I aim to publish two or three blog posts each week, to keep the blog active and ‘live’; this my hope, though I do take a long break during the Summer holidays.
Reading Jane Austen
Reading Jane Austen I enjoy reading Jane Austen, one of the classical writers who has retained her popularity. I’m also fond of the Bronte sisters, many of whose books I read in my youth. Recently on Radio Three I heard an interviewee extolling the virtues of Dickens – whom my mum likes too – so he may be next on my reading list.
Stuck in the house
Stuck in the house The last few days have been strangely peculiar – myself, husband and daughter all stuck in the house because of the weather, kept away from our usual pursuits – in which eventuality I have come off best, since I work from home and have become – alarmingly? – domesticated in the last few years.