Tag Archives: writing

Skiving Off

Something woke me up earlier than usual, this morning.  It was the light pushing through my curtains.  It had a different colour and texture than of late.  I switched on Radio 4, negotiated myself out of bed, and approached the … Continue reading →

Posted in Odds & Ends | Tagged , , , | 14 Comments

People-Watching in the Village

Six weeks after moving to this South-Western corner of London (well, it’s practically Surrey), I still had not explored its better-heeled district: the Village.  It was a warm day, so I decided to take my painful, recently acquired – and … Continue reading →

Posted in Odds & Ends | Tagged , , , , , , , | 12 Comments

‘An American in Paris’

It was the only time my mother actively encouraged me to skip school or, rather, ballet school, for reasons other than health.  “If you want to be a dancer, you must see this film.  It’s as important for your education … Continue reading →

Posted in Odds & Ends | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 10 Comments

Corn Chowder and Conversation

I’d asked my friend B. if he liked corn chowder.  Living in one room, and sharing a kitchen, I had to think of a lunch that would fit on my small work table.  “How about a bowl of steamy corn … Continue reading →

Posted in Odds & Ends | Tagged , , , , , | 18 Comments

The Backstory as Defence Lawyer

In a recent post on The Red Room, Orna B. Raz makes a very interesting case for the fiction writer’s ability to rewrite true life events, giving the stories a happier outcome on paper, than they might have had in … Continue reading →

Posted in Odds & Ends | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 12 Comments

Just About a Teddy Bear with a Wonky Nose*

“What does he think I am? A baby?” Deep embarrassment was making me peevish.  I did not want my mother, grandmother – and, especially, the guests – to think I was still a little girl who liked teddy bears.  After all, … Continue reading →

Posted in Odds & Ends | Tagged , , , , , | 8 Comments

A Room of My Own

There is a tree outside the window of my new room.  An oak, with ivy wrapped around, embracing his body and lower branches.  His body, yes.  There is something male about this oak.  A wise old man ready to share … Continue reading →

Posted in Odds & Ends | Tagged , , | 16 Comments

Birthday in a New City

My friend B. gave me a gift card for a coffee shop chain, for Christmas.  He said it would allow him to buy me a coffee or hot chocolate if I ever really needed one, and he was not there … Continue reading →

Posted in Travel | Tagged , , , , , , | 22 Comments

Epiphany and an Old Woman Bearing Gifts*

Traditionally, it is La Befana – and not Father Christmas – who brings gifts to the children of Central Italy.  It is on the morning of the Epiphany, that children would wake up to find packages under their beds.  If they … Continue reading →

Posted in Odds & Ends | Tagged , , , , , , | 22 Comments

When the Day is Perfectly Still

I like still days, like yesterday in London. They creep up on you softly and, suddenly, you walk out of the house and find yourself in the midst of one.  Early winter days, when the sky is a grey so … Continue reading →

Posted in Odds & Ends | Tagged , , , , , , , | 16 Comments