TO AN interesting talk at the Oxford Literary Festival this morning. The three speakers were talking about publishing online and I was especially interested to go as I will be talking about my other blog, SHORTCIRCUIT, at the Vale and…
TO AN interesting talk at the Oxford Literary Festival this morning. The three speakers were talking about publishing online and I was especially interested to go as I will be talking about my other blog, SHORTCIRCUIT, at the Vale and…
Each peach, pear, plum I spy Tom Thumb Tom Thumb in the cupboard I spy Mother Hubbard Mother Hubbard on the stairs I spy the Three Bears I know that off by heart. And the rest of Janet and Allan…
I was gripped. For several happy, nostalgic, weepy hours. I almost fell out with my OH when he asked me to BATH OUR CHILDREN while he MADE THEIR BEDS. I really was cross when he said I had to WALK…
The stink of envy hangs around a lot of what’s being written and said about E.L James’s blockbuster. Take this on twitter: ‘Write a fanfic based on an already bad book and then change the names. #badwritingtips’ I have to…
I can’t like Valentine’s day. If you need to show your love for your lover on a designated day, IT’S ALL OVER. It’s impossible to celebrate your unique bond in any restaurant in which a dozen or more other couples…
I shouldn’t be writing this. There are many reasons why I shouldn’t be writing this. But among them are the pressing matter of my assignment (due today) and my shockingly under-read brain. But I can’t bear not to. Because the…
One Christmas morning I went to church with my husband and parents-in-law. We all dressed smartly because that’s the tradition of their church. Standpipe had forgotten his suit, or may not then have owned one, so he had borrowed one…