Big feet, the meaning of September, and publishing progress.
“Don’t you love New York in the fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies. If I knew your address, I would send you a bouquet of sharpened pencils.”…
Category: Writing
Vindication for Mrs A and school with no uniform for my son.
I spend far too much time hoping life will prove me right about things. However, long-term vindication works both ways. I remember Mrs A, who had boys ahead of us…
A third of the way through school holidays; 75% of the way through my draft.
Two weeks of the school holiday down. I like my children (love them, actually), but now lockdown’s lifted, I find the opportunities for parenting overwhelming. A perfect mother would manage…
Trite things people say that turn out to be true.
Hello there. I have a big birthday next year. (Believe it’s 30 if you will). However, I am finally learning truths about myself and life that would have helped if…
All’s well that ends well.
It wasn’t an easy week: high school children at home during the time I’d set aside to prepare for the holidays; the worry my fifteen-year-old would be self-isolating on his…
Less nagging, more creative space.
I’m sitting in Starbucks. This feels like a distinct lack of solidarity as poor Rachel, business and writing partner with whom I used to come here, is self-isolating. But I…
Winchester, new experiences and playing mother-in-law to a character I don’t like.
I remember my dream from last night, which doesn’t happen much. Do other people feel the need to match the dredgings of their subconscious with the events/ television of the…
Checklist for unsticking my novel.
I’m making progress with my book. More importantly, I’m getting better at working through road blocks systematically. You’d think this would have happened several years ago, but no, the same…
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