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 morePheww! It’s the weekend! And boy am I glad it’s here. It’s been quite a busy week this one, and one which as seen me slowly sink under work, to bubble back to the surface over the days and end…
Continue readingIt’s cold … damn cold tonight. What’s more I’ve spent the better part of the evening in a tent, in the middle of the car park at the BMW Mini factory in Oxford. Tonight, it was the first in a…
Continue readingAfter a week of ease, today I was faced with a relative mountain of work. I don’t mind this necessary as I prefer to be busy. I work better, faster when I’m busy, and strangely I have more time to…
Continue readingThis morning I continued to chip away at the spring cleaning and de-cluttering of my little house. I have waaaayy too much stuff in my little house, and so a clear out is in order, particularly if I am to…
Continue readingI’ve been working within Science Division for 17 weeks now – and given that it was supposed to be for an innitial period of 3 months, and the condition with which I agreed to do it, was that I would…
Continue readingFor three days now I have sat in front of the metaphorical blank page, pen poised over the last sentence. It’s not that I don’t know what comes next. I have a whole series of scenes planned ahead of me…
Continue readingA day in the outdoors, up at Coombe Hill burning possibly carsiogenic fires within site of the Blairs country residence (WMDs anyone?). It was a good day of Slash’n’Burning, hacking back gorse bushes and burning in them three large bonfires….
Continue readingI printed out The Work, as it is, to date yesterday, and it’s now sitting on my desk looking impressively like a novel. Already it is the half a reem of paper that my previous novels have been – and…
Continue readingI picked up my copy of this week’s tv guide to see what is on tonight (Michael Wood’s In Search of Myths and Heroes since you ask). It had previously been left open on Sunday’s page…
Continue readingIt’s going well. I have good feelings about this.
Continue readingEnthused with ideas and story plottings after my swimming last night, I had to, once more, stop at the café tables outside of the etched glass windows and note down my idea. As I pulled out my leather bound notebook,…
Continue readingAn empty coffee mug. A can of beer. A notepad of squared paper ciphered over with mathematical formulae. Hannah lies reclined on the sofa, snuggled in Ben’s arms, head on his lap. Ben sits, awake, stroking his fingers through Hannah’s…
Continue readingIt’s half term this week, and so it was blissfully quiet at the pool today – a flat calm at some time – and I swam my thirty lengths with ease. I could probably have done them in less than…
Continue readingFor the last four days I’ve been wearing one of those white cloth wristbands, for the make poverty history thing. Now I’m not a scummy, dirty, individual, but thing is, after just four days of wearing it, the pristine whiteness…
Continue readingA rather splendid looking male pheasant strutted right out into the middle of the road on the way to work today. Big and bold, plump and tasty looking, it would have made a lovely meal, and he was asking to…
Continue readingAs hinted at in my last post, on Saturday 12 February 2005, this journal celebrated it’s second birthday. I say celebrated, but actually, when it came to it, after all the best made plans, we both forgot. But anniversaries are…
Continue readingThis weekend, have been good. I have been for a walk, in sunshine and showers, and bought a bunch of snowdrops to plant out in my garden ^__^ and I have read a fair amount. I haven’t done any writing…
Continue readingSo Charles and Camilla are too marry. Good. I’m happy for them. And if I can say it, it’s about time too. Can we please move on? There’s so many more important things that we need to discuss. I have…
Continue readingThanks to sitting awkwardly during the first half of the Noel Coward on Saturday night, I now have a pulled muscle in my back, just at the sight, and it hurts whenever I move or breath or eat. I’m very…
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