Writing Post: Ideas.

I’m often asked ‘Where do you get your ideas from?’ A couple of years ago, I sat down and wrote a post called Ideas Are Everywhere. I thought you might like it, so I’m reproducing it here, especially for you. I think there is a tendency in novice writers to suspect that literary ideas mustContinue reading “Writing Post: Ideas.”

Lockdown Diary: Day Fourteen.

Events seem to be accelerating at lightning speed. It seems a hundred years ago that the Queen came on to the television and spoke her graceful and reassuring words, yet it was only twenty-four hours ago. It’s as if the space-time continuum has become warped. I was thinking of all this and feeling rather overwhelmedContinue reading “Lockdown Diary: Day Fourteen.”

Lockdown Diary: Day Thirteen.

In the very early days of lockdown, I saw a rather melancholy mother tweet that her young daughter was not going to be able to have much of a birthday party. Twitter showed its magnificent side and rose as one, sending hundreds of lovely birthday messages and pictures. I sent a picture of the redContinue reading “Lockdown Diary: Day Thirteen.”

Lockdown Diary: Day Ten.

I’ve just been out to see if I could hear the clapping for the NHS and the carers and the key workers, and my fingers are so frozen I can hardly type. But I’m going to try and write something, because I want to remember this always. I live a little way from the village,Continue reading “Lockdown Diary: Day Ten.”

Writing Post: Sentences

Sentences for Beginners. I am slightly obsessed with sentences. I write about them all the time. I see so many writers embarking on great projects when they haven’t quite got the hang of a good, clean, honest sentence. I see dangling modifiers and tangles of sub-clauses and an utter disregard for clarity. (Astonishingly, I seeContinue reading “Writing Post: Sentences”

Lockdown Diary: Day Nine.

The sun shines. I wake from no bad dreams. I have hope again.  Then I see something terrible on the news. I press the emergency button on my telephone. (This is in fact the number of my friend on a sheep farm in Wales.)  ‘Have you got a moment?’ I yell. I always yell whenContinue reading “Lockdown Diary: Day Nine.”

Lockdown Diary: Day Seven.

Today was the day I went into the wall. Felt physically weak and emotionally drained. The Blitz spirit voice in me says this is a shocking dereliction of duty. But I’m getting anecdotal reports from friends and friends of friends that they are having a bit of exhaustion and a bit of a weep andContinue reading “Lockdown Diary: Day Seven.”