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How the time goes

Wednesday, 14 August 2019

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The world where I live is beautiful, no one season more so than another, but now is the time when heather scents the air and fledge falcons call from the sky, begging to hang on to their childhood, be fed by their parents, not face the fierce world alone on fragile wings. Their calls tug at the heart of any mother, but the disregard of parent birds also is appreciated, from where I sit, painting.

Where I go to find peace to write

Tuesday, 6 August 2019

I live on the edge of the land, like to walk to the top of the hill to write. It gives me time to gather thoughts, takes me away from phone, brings me peace of mind. And often stories arrive on the feathered backs of ravens.

Here, where the air is scented with heather, I searched for the scent of snow, and the textures of love, to accompany two of the paintings of women and bears in The…

Where I go to find peace to write

Tuesday, 6 August 2019

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I live on the edge of the land, like to walk to the top of the hill to write. It gives me time to gather thoughts, takes me away from phone, brings me peace of mind. And often stories arrive on the feathered backs of ravens.

Here, where the air is scented with heather, I searched for the scent of snow, and the textures of love, to accompany two of the paintings of women and bears in The…

An Unwinding

Tuesday, 30 July 2019

Last week took an unexpected turn when I was invited to be a guest on Woman's Hour, by Cressida Cowell, guest producer. Now, I love Woman's Hour. It has been the soundtrack of my working life (though since it moved to the morning I think it should be renamed Woman's Forty Five Minutes), but, well...... it's a long way to London. And it just happened to fall at a time when I had quite a lot of work…

An Unwinding

Tuesday, 30 July 2019

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Last week took an unexpected turn when I was invited to be a guest on Woman's Hour, by Cressida Colwell, guest producer. Now, I love Woman's Hour. It has been the soundtrack of my working life ( though since it moved to teh morning I think it should be renamed Woman's Fourty Five Minutes), but, well...... it's a long way to London. And it just happened to fall at a time when I had quite a lot of work…

The Winter Queen and her Fox Lover.

Tuesday, 16 July 2019

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This posting is a thank you to all who have taken The Unwinding to 108% funded in three short weeks. You can continue to support the book, by pledging for a copy. I hope to have a publication date soon, and the cover image should be revealed around Chriistmas time. These first editions from Unbound are always special things and everyone who supports can choose to have their name indexed in the back…

A Pillow Book

Tuesday, 9 July 2019

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I've been blogging for years. Maybe before blogs were called blogs? I had a diary on my website, then a cat blog, called WeThreeCats . It was how I practiced writing, or rather, one of the ways.

One day I was emailed by a woman in America who said my writing reminded her of The Pillowbook of Sei Shonagan. I was intrigued. I bought the book and in its pages found such a beautiful thing. It's a thousand…

In the heat of summer, a cold tale.

Friday, 28 June 2019

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The Unwinding is a collection of images and stories worked over years. Many of these I have as high resolution files, the paintings themselves having long ago been sold. Some I have no files for, and so will rework. 

Returning from my travels, having won the Greenaway medal for The Lost Words I found myself to be in great need of unwinding. London was so full, with the ceremony, interviews, meetings…

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