Tag Archives: writing
A Herb Garden on the Windowsill
I’d planned to work today. After all, for one reason or another – mainly to do with accumulated tiredness, I spent all last week doing dolce farniente. However, when I woke up this morning, after ten hours’ sleep, I remembered … Continue reading
Norwich Animals
Every morning, half a dozen or so large seagulls gather on the roof of the house opposite H’s study window. Well, perhaps “gather” isn’t the right word, since they’re never all there at the same time. They compete for the … Continue reading
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Tagged animals, katherine gregor, norwich, scribe doll, writing
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Eight Complaints of a Literary Translator
One: A couple of weeks ago, my mother’s doctor said he charged £25 to write a (short) letter about the state of her health. I commented that it was more than people would often pay me, as a literary translator. … Continue reading
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Tagged katherine gregor, literary translation, scribe doll, translating, writing
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Tallis versus Byrd – when you lack the appropriate vocabulary
“You can really tell if it’s Byrd or Tallis from the first few bars?” H. likes some Early and 16th Century music, but is more of a Romantic and 20th Century man. He likes passion in music. I like post-white-ruff … Continue reading
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Tagged katherine gregor.thomas tallis, scribe doll, Tudor music, william byrd, writing
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Fifty
One finger for every pie. One colour for every intention. The first thought that flashed through my head when I saw the gloves. I was in a Norwich shop called ‘Head in the Clouds’ – apparently, UK’s oldest head shop. I … Continue reading
Crawling Slowly Out of the Dungeon
Work. Work. You’ve fallen behind with your work. So you work without stopping. Except for meals. You can’t taste the food, really, because you keep glancing at your watch. Time to get back to work. When you go to bed … Continue reading
On a Train from Norwich to Cambridge
The day is grey and very, very still, self-contained in drowsy introspection. But maybe it’s not sleeping at all but quietly meditating, plotting an event, contemplating crafting its next miracle. The fog is blurring the silhouette of the trees, like … Continue reading
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Tagged east anglia, ely cathedral, katherine gregor, norfolk, scribedoll, writing
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The Busker
It was a voice carried by the wind through the semi-deserted streets of a Norwich Sunday afternoon. A voice that sang not into your ear but into your heart. I started walking towards it. He was standing outside NatWest Bank, … Continue reading
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Tagged folk singing, katherinegregor, music, norfolk, norwich, scribedoll, writing
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Clocks Take a Step Back, So Take a Step Forward
It’s my favourite day of the year. I go to bed with a feeling of hopeful anticipation, after setting all the clocks in the flat back by an hour. As far as I’m concerned, I’m going to wake up to … Continue reading
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Tagged autumn, british summer time, clocks, katherine gregor, scribe doll, writing
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Homesick
Wind-swept, East of England skies. Shapeshifting clouds. Swirls of white puff that stretch into mountains, curl into castles, swell into dragons, rise into chariots, then metamorphose into angels. Skies mottled with lead-grey, steel-grey, velvet grey with undertones of purple, shades … Continue reading
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Tagged east of england, homesick, katherine gregor, scribe doll, weather, writing
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