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As I stumble ever the closer to the end of my penultimate chapter/part of The Novel, I find myself writing backwards. I don’t often do this, but occasionally I find it useful to write a scene and then work backwards…
Continue readingThe We in this post is Abingdon Concert Band, and the eviction is as of last night. Apparently there have been complaints from the Guild Hall ‘above’, and so we are being asked to leave our current rehearsal space. Let…
Continue readingMy time as been inputed into the great Swimathon computer of the sky, and it shows, that in my class, I came 25th, which I think isn’t half bad… Results for the 1500m challenge Name Age Category Time Position Mark…
Continue readingThe end of the bridge and you’re on the way home. The end of the bridge and you’re half-way there. Hanna leans into the song, her face taught in emotion. Wind blows through her hair. Alongside her Halldór fingers the…
Continue readingNote to self: Vanilla Ninja have a single and album out next month…
Continue readingReading this, made me laugh, made me smile; brought sunshine and light into my evening. I couldn’t not write back… 🙂
Continue readingGive me ten words, either in a sentence or several phrases, and I will splice into my novel for you†. †The Author guarantees that these words will make the first draft, but does not guarantee their survival to the final…
Continue readingAs everyone will be aware by now, I didn’t drown in the process of doing my sponsored swim. Ermm, no … however my weekend was not without injury… I now have a fetching scar/burn running in a line across my…
Continue readingAfter a gorgeously sunny start to today, as the hours have progressed, the greyer it became until rain overtook us. With raindrops on the window, and filled with the comforting fill of my roast lamb dinner, I settled down to…
Continue readingA little after 9pm this evening, I completed my challenge of 1500 metres (or 60 lengths) for this years Swimathon in aid of NCH, the children’s charity. After a more than flaky first 12 lengths where in I consumed a…
Continue readingMy new iRiver H10 has a photo viewing function, and whilst loading up holiday photos onto it, I realised that shepline.com was lacking any galleries from my various trips to Iceland. Today I rectify this error, and can launch galleries…
Continue readingIn a few short hours, I will be doing my sponsored swim. And yes, I am nervous about it. I’m not really sure why I’m nervous, it’s not like I haven’t been doing 48 lengths every week for the last…
Continue readingI’ve just swum sixty lengths of the pool and I’m not dead … or drowned! 🙂
Continue readingQuite incredibly, it actually was standing room only last night in Abingdon Baptist Church for Abingdon Concert Band’s Broadway Showstoppers concert. Normally we are lucky if we get three old men and a dog, and feel it a good audience…
Continue readingIf this doesn’t encourage me to keep going I don’t know what will?! Am loving your style, and the story certainly has me gripped. —Laura, from my crit group over at WriteWords
Continue readingI ordered one of these last night to replace my, now ailing, iRiver. Two year’s faithful service, and it’s still going. That’s the problem, you can’t stop it going…! Edit: Hanging around the dabs.com site reveals that my order is…
Continue reading…so I guess I can be two people! My latest songwriting collaboration with Hanna Katla Baldursdóttir. Ermm … can one have a songwriting collaboration with a fictional character?
Continue readingThe end of the bridge and you’re on the way home. The end of the bridge and you’re half way there. It’s in your world not mine. It’s dark and it’s cold it’s breaking apart Join me Come with me…
Continue readingTop of the Pops my artistic savour? It’s kind of embarrassing to admit it. My point though? Right now, I don’t care. I’m writing again. I don’t know how long for, but something – some words – are coming.
Continue readingI find myself at the end of an annoyingly unproductive weekend. It doesn’t help, that I seem to have a cold which is sapping my creative energy, as I drift listless from task to another. I never wrote about it…
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