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Oxford’s Story Museum: a place where creativity and imagination lives and unfolds… @thestorymuseum #stories #imagination #dreams #nofilter
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What did I always want to be when I grew up? Well, aside from wanting to live like Peter Pan and never grow up – I founded CAGU, the Campaign for the Abolition of Growing Up – I wanted to…
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I woke this morning, as usual with Radio 4 and Farming Today with every intention of getting up. In fact, I thought – I dreamed – that I did get up and unbelievably, showered, dressed, fed the puss cats, had breakfast…
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In contrast to yesterday, today has been altogether a more productive, enjoyable kind of day. It began with a bit of read in bed this morning, which included a spot of dream reading. Now, does anyone else ever dream read….
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Time was that I used to have lots of story dreams, some based on real events, some completely fantastical, usually episodic across consecutive nights. Of late though, I’ve been having fewer of these, and when I do, they haven’t been…
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I’ve always liked typewriters. I remember watching the BBC adaptation of My Family and Other Animals from 1987 and watching Lawrence Durrell setting up his travel typewriter in front of a window with a view in the latest of the…
Continue readingI haven’t had as many story dreams in recent times as I used to – historically some of my most creative stories from dreams and sometimes from my serial dreams. Last night I had a brilliant dream, the prospect of…
Continue readingI’m currently reading 13 Curses, the second book in Michelle Harrison’s trilogy of dark fairies books. She worked for an Oxford-based publisher at the same time as I did (although I never actually knew her) and recently I read this…
Continue readingI had a dream last night which was alarming, inspiring and impossible all at the same time. I had obviously sent an early draft of my novel to Ros to read, which I haven’t, I’ve sent it to Jane (so…
Continue reading~ Woke up this morning in the most alarming of ways. My dream was brought to a (literally) crashing end with the thought that someone had thrown a brick through the window. What’s more, with our neighbours off somewhere early,…
Continue reading1. It’s funny, that moment in the morning, just before you wake. I was dreaming a story, and I was dreaming the actual process of writing it down choosing the words, as it was being ‘acted’ out in front of…
Continue readingA couple of nights ago, I had this dream involving a school outing to a remote castle where we would be staying. The journey involved two buses, one driven by an evil, crazed bus driver, and the other – one…
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