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 morecock-a-hoop (kok-uh-HOOP) adjective 1. Being elated or exulting, especially in a boastful manner. 2. Askew. [Of uncertain origin. Perhaps from the phrase to set cock on a hoop (to be festive).] ~~~ Today’s word of the day is kind of…
Continue readingAre the scenes that come after the dramatic, the tumultuous, always some of the hardest to write? Somehow you have to claw your way back from the edge, and recapture some of the energy and passion that got you to…
Continue readingJust how does this silly quiz come up with its randomness?!!
Continue reading…as has the new hinge for my washing machine, but that’s dull by comparison! I’m enjoying the geeky joys of the little sleek, silver gizmo that fits in the cup of my hand. I’ve got some music on it, and…
Continue readingChapter two is drawing to it’s close. I’m not sure if I’m going to make the 19-20,000 words that I estimated for this stage of the novel, but the tension is I think mounting. I have just written a powerful…
Continue readingI hasten to add that it’s not a storm outside my house in the northeast corner of Oxfordshire, but a storm, raging in the Iceland of my novel. It’s some storm, and it’s making me feel like hibenating I have…
Continue readingthe 133 is 19 new 11 to 87 this 18 an 10 and 84 it’s 18 can 10 i 81 from 17 at 10 of 65 for 16 not 10…
Continue readingRivers of black snake down from the cliffs, cutting their paths through the sand, as the rain floods the valley. Inside the cave, Helen is oblivious to the weather, caught up in her spell, the elves and the trolls gathered…
Continue readingWoo-yay! I have just booked my flights to Hungary at the end of July. The holiday itself runs from 21 July through to the 30 July, but I have booked my flights from Sunday 18 July to Saturday 31 July,…
Continue readingWell after a dozen weeks or so of hard practice, the concert came together on the night. And it was good fun, and there was only really one movement of one piece in the end where I did just have…
Continue readingAnd so finally, the powers that be announce this years bonus, and boy is it a good one. My holidays, are on! Iceland and Hungary here I come, and if I’m lucky I’ll still be able to treat myself to…
Continue readingGreat! I’m now receiving spam from Blackwell’s the company I work for. Like I really want to know about Birth: Issues in Perinatal Care going online. What’s more they’re offering me a 30 day free trial – yeah right, I…
Continue readingWell, a phone call to the guys at Hoover later (and an internably long time listening to what can only be described as an electronica version of Vivaldi’s Four Seasons) I have managed to purchase myself a new hinge for…
Continue readingCurse other responsibilities! Past two nights, my writing has been going great guns, but tonight I had the band cds to finish sorting out ready to sell at the concert on Saturday, and I had to chase, and re-chase, and…
Continue readingThe metal hinge on my washing machine door has suffered from fatigue (it’s about three years old now) and broken. I now have a door that won’t hang. Gggrrrr… What a jolly time I’ll be having tomorrow phoning around the…
Continue readingIt’s the great thing about havig a day off, and the day in question being a Monday. It ceases to be a day to be feared and to be dreaded because it is a glorious extension the weekend. Sunday too,…
Continue readingIt’s funny, after the decorating of today, I had my cold lamb and baked spud dinner and a glass of wine, and collapsed into the armchair and by 8.30 I was thinking I’m ready for bed. But I hoiked the…
Continue readingI have to say, I have really enjoyed today: waking up when I wanted to (it actually wasn’t that late!) … and its been productive too. Okay, so I haven’t (yet) got any writing done, but I have redecorated my…
Continue readingHelen sits on an outcrop of rock overlooking the valley beyond, finishing her sandwich, and swigging mouthfuls of water from her bottle. Her brain absorbs the view through her eyes. Where the sun breaks through the heavy-grey layers of cloud,…
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