originally posted as a comment to siren_songs…
On the subect of the BBC’s announcement that Christopher Eccelston is to be the new Dr Who? I certainly didn’t see that one coming. I’m not sure if I can visualise it, but who knows… my choice was Anthony Head…
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Now this is going to be the problem with working on my laptop in the comfort of the lounge … attempting to write straight into the computer (yes, this is a new thing for me!), I am getting distracted by…
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I’ve just made a few minor tweaks round the edges to my friends list, just if you don’t post alot, or we don’t have alot in common then I kind of feel that I don’t really know you, and I…
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1. …owned a restaurant, what kind of food would you serve? A Fish’n’Chip Pub … back in 1997 when I was temping for 6 months in a portacabin round the back of a warehouse with six other temps, I had…
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K. I write down her name on the back page of my notebook full of roughs. Is it possible that she likes me? What was meant earlier in the playground? In my insecurities, I jest with Simon, sitting next to…
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On Saturday 27 March @ 7.30pm, as part of the Abingdon Arts Festival…. Abingdon Concert Band present Gallimaufry: a Concert of Music
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After a journey to work, clutched to the steering wheel as gusts of wind tore across Otmoor, and buffetted the car, I’m now sitting, coccooned in the modern glass and brick office hering the howl of the wind and the…
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The summer of 1989 – the summer I turned sixteen – was one of the last truly, long, hot summer’s I can remember. Months stretched on after months of blazing sun, roasting temperatures and blue skies. In the early days…
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a biography of me I’m fifteen and I’m sitting on the flint and brick wall outside the church, looking across the little roadway that leads to the beach. In my fingers are my pencil and rubber, and on my lap,…
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This the latest book from David Almond, and is an at times challenging to your feelings, and yet is full of hope. It’s set at the time of the Cuban missile crisis, and Bobbie fears for his father’s health, and…
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Driving back home last night, after listening to an interesting programme about the decline (and rise) of parks [listen again to The Age of the Park] I found a tape to listen to in the glove box. It turned out…
Continue readingWireless posting and tales of computer woes…
Well, here I am, sitting on my sofa, laptop on my knee and cat by my side, posting to my journal… It’s good, but if only things were that easy?!! I’ve reinstalled Windows 98 and gone and fetched all the…
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I appear to have picked up a new *friend* along the way, of the serial adder variety. Get a life why don’t they?!
Continue readingThe process of writing
All writers’ have our own particular habits and preferences as regards how we write – Philip Pullman describes how he writes in biro on A4, narrow ruled, feint lined paper, before typing it up. I write in ink, on paper…
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currently writing: chapter two (of six) current page: 118 today’s wordcount: 558 current total: 31,834
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I did stuff. I had weird, restless sleep, and crazy dreams. Five hundred is one heck of a herd of sheep to count. I got up at 6 o’clock with my alarm. It’s nice to have time for a leisurely…
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I’ve written something in the region of 300 words today, and plotted out what the next big event is going to be that resolves chapter two! ^__^ At the risk of copying what I’ve previously written in a comment to…
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