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Now that both of our university student children have come to live at home again during the Covid-19 crisis, I've given up my writing room (our middle reception room) to my daughter, currently revising for her final exams. I've decamped to the breakfast room, the room directly next to our kitchen, and I sometimes sit… Continue reading Writing while cooking
Last week started off gloomily with instructions from my local police force - and other police forces - that the UK lockdown meant people weren't allowed to drive even a short distance to find open space to exercise. The thought that I'd be breaking the law if I drove somewhere nearby to stomp through woods… Continue reading Corona Diary: Lockdown Continues
It isn't always easy to be open to criticism, in fact it's something I've learned to do over the years. When I first started showing my writing to other people, I felt vulnerable and exposed. Praise bolstered my confidence but criticism could really upset me and make me feel defeated, as if it wasn't worth… Continue reading Being open to criticism
It's been ten years since I started writing again, after a long spell of not writing. I suppose I stopped writing because I became too busy with life events - marriage, children, moving house, working to pay the bills. I was never properly SAD about not writing but it was wonderful when the desire and… Continue reading Ten Years of Notebooks
Happy New Year to you all. A very low-key New Year's Eve for me, a tiny amount of alcohol drunk, some good food, perfect company in the form of my husband, A., and - for him - a lot of taxi driving for our two young adult children who he ferried around through the night… Continue reading Belatedly, Happy New Year
