T E Shepherd is an author/illustrator. He writes magic realism set in our, or closely-related, worlds. His debut novel, The End Of All Worlds, was released in 2012. His second novel, and the first in the Imaginary Friends trilogy, Mr Tumnal, was published in 2014. The second in the series, The Imaginary Wife, was published in 2018, and he's currently working on the final instalment, Forgotten Friends. He is also a landscape artist, and is currently working on a project with Erica Smith aka. the Bookshop Blogger to illustrate his way round the country to produce The Booklover's Guide to Bookshops. You can find out about upcoming releases by following on Twitter, liking on Facebook, or by joining the mailing list.
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How would you feel if you discovered you were the imaginary creation of your best friend?
Read moreI’ve just gone to plug myself in to my mp3 player for the day to discover that I’m out of juice. Zero battery. No charge. No life. 🙁 What makes this particularly annoying is I did think last night, as…
Continue readingAfter the rain, a mostly sunny day, it has been blustery and ‘rain-threatening’. Getting the call early on, that the outdoor concert this afternoon with Abingdon Concert Band was cancelled due to a sodden and sinking park, I was able…
Continue readingWhat a cold, grey, miserably wet day today has been. Still, these days can be gloriously positive too. As the wind whistled around the rooftops, and water cascaded from the guttering that really should be cleaned out of that big…
Continue readingI used to work in an office along with a Alan Bennett, David Frost, Bridgette Jones and Paul Newman. Where I’m working now there are (I’m not sure of their actual names) a couple of people who are the splitting…
Continue readingThe water filter here in the H215 corridor is out of action today (the lights on, but no water comes out) so I’ve had to cross quad to the canteen to get my pint of water. Warm and sunny one…
Continue readingI had the satisfaction this morning of phoning up the Stagecoach-Oxford bus company to make a complaint about a bus driver. At 8:20 this morning on the Woodstock Road (for people who know Oxford, near where the bus lane ends)…
Continue readingOr rather, attempted murder and a disappearance. I was rudely woken fully awake this morning, by the most dreadful squeaking/chirping noise as I was taking a shower. Bella had brought a friend into the house to play and I don’t…
Continue readingAnd I’ve got another interview. Next Wednesday, 4th July at 3 o’clock. One interview for two Production Editor jobs at Taylor & Francis. Fast work… 😉
Continue readingYes, I felt low this morning. Yes I felt like treating myself to something puddingish at lunchtime – to which end I indulged in the rice pudding that they were serving up in the canteen. I had a good write/revise,…
Continue reading1. At about 3.30 this afternoon it absolutely pissed it down with rain, and my heart sank. By 4 o’clock though it had cleared up to a mild drizzle, and there was even a wee bit of blue sky visible…
Continue readingThe agency just called. I didn’t get it. 🙁 Apparently it’s the same old story – not enough experience…
Continue reading1. I had a half day at work today because of another interview, and the sun was shining for it. Strictly speaking it was two interviews actually, or at least one interview for two jobs – that of Website Designer…
Continue readingWithout wanting to downplay the utter tragedy of loss and devestation caused in some parts of the country due to a month’s rainfall falling in a few hours, I do find myself wondering just when we, as a nation will…
Continue readingAfter the last two week’s of Doctor Who brilliance, and in particular the ‘truly-behind-the-sofa-mastery’ of Stephen Moffatt’s Blink episode, I feel let down by this week’s Doctor Who. John Simm is not a patch of Derek Jacobi in his role…
Continue readingEmma’s just phoned. He’s back. The wanderer has returned. Ronald Jefferys has been found. Twelve days ago, Emma’s #1 cat, Ronnie, went missing and no matter how many wanted posters and search parties were despatched he didn’t come back. William…
Continue reading1. Another successful lunchtime of editing today. I rewrote one scene, and then skim read the rest of the (tenth) chapter and, concentrating less on the &Thorn;ursar people, itâs already a much tighter chapter, and I think, needing less work…
Continue readingYou scored as Willow, You are Willow! You love school work and you are loyal to your best friend. You like feeling safe and only take risks for the sake of your best friend. Willow 95% Giles 80% Xander 75%…
Continue readingThere may be part of me that, if Iâm honest, is missing the ritual humiliation and piss-taking that was the Blackwell Lunch. On the other hand, my half hour lunches at OUP are far more productive novel-wise. Iâve finally finished…
Continue readingMy temptation was lured into action this lunchtime by rice pudding and fruit compóté. The thing is, now it is sitting in my tummy and making me regret having this, and its not even as if I ate that much!…
Continue readingSince the high-drama of last seasons finale, and then the quieter reflection of the coda, the current season in the life of Thomas Shepherd has been of an altogether different pace than to what the fans have been used to….
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