Monthly Archives: April 2015
I’m writing about a ghost
I don’t believe in ghosts. Well, not true. I would believe in ghosts if I’d ever seen one, but I haven’t and since I’m a scientist by training, evidence is key and my own eyes and ears are the best judge of that and so on that basis, the jury is still very much out […]
Calling up the Family
We all have this appendage lying about us somewhere – family. Whether they are formed by blood, adoption or marriage, they accumulate or diminish, spread their wings and fly, or hang about forever, creating a ready stitched tapestry of characters at your disposal. You see, I suspect that many of us see a wealth of […]
English at heart
I consider myself fortunate – I speak and write in one of the world’s most popular languages. I rarely have to translate what I read about me or struggle to understand the meaning. I love my language and its versatility. I am English. My cultural identity is English (British, too, but that’s a different layer […]
Lost in my Daydreams
My husband claims he can’t remember his dreams. I know he dreams by the way he fidgets and mutters in his sleep. He’s never once mentioned anything when he wakes up: no comments about weird images or nightmares, neither does he suddenly in the middle of the day realise the thing he’s thinking about isn’t […]
Re-creating the Castles in my mind
I have a love of history, however, I’m not heavily into reading about history. I prefer to see and feel it. Living in the UK gives me plenty of opportunities to explore history without having to travel huge distances. Whether it is the historic port of Liverpool with his vibrant music culture and more infamous […]
It’s all Balderdash
When I was a kid we’d watch this quiz show – Call my Bluff. The idea being two teams of three would each be given an obscure long-forgotten word with three possible definitions, only one of which was the true, the other two were false. After each team member read out their definition (often in […]
It begins with an A
It’s April’s Fools day and I may have been foolish in my decision to enter into a blogging challenge for a whole month. It’s day one and letter A. What have I chosen for the first post on my theme of inspiration? As a writer my biggest source of inspiration comes from what’s gone before […]
The Quiet Writer 