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To Be Someplace Else
The Coffee House Rules
I read an article recently which gave me a bit of a shock. Back in the day, and I’ll be more specific on ‘the day’ in a moment, only men could visit a coffee house for their caffeine fix. Yep, you heard it from me, it was not the done thing for a woman to... Continue Reading →
Simply London
Embankment, Monday Night, Live Jazz playing"Up to this time I have been crushed under a sense of the sheer magnitude of London ...The place sits on you, broods on you, stamps on you ..."Henry James, 1869Trafalgar Square, Blue Cock, London EyeLondon. Â A literary haven. Â A treasure trove if you can ignore the heat and the... Continue Reading →
Dreaming of Snowflakes
A friend asked me the other day - after we lamented the sheer hard graft of the story process - if I had heard of the 'Snowflake Method'. Â She explained it as simply as this: Using one sentence, summarise your story. Then take a section of that sentence, and write a paragraph. Then another. Â Write... Continue Reading →
Gathering Words 