Good afternoon! I wrote a book! You might have heard, before you muted me on Twitter for being an Extremely Annoying Author. Quite a lot of things have happened. Many of them involved me going to bed early and then not sleeping very much for the
A while ago, Michael's grandfather died. He was in his mid-90s and had been deteriorating for some time. Nothing specific, just age and frailty. I called my nanna and told her of this. It's sad, I said, but he had a good life. She was perplexed. Why did
I don't know about you, but I needed to write down some things I actually like for a minute, so I didn't plummet into a kind of oblivion for which I'm not yet ready. So here are five things I like today. 1. We Were Liars. This
I had the great pleasure last night of seeing Tara Moss speak at an event Georgia's school had put on. And I'm having a lot of feelings now, so I hope you like sentences that mean nothing and go on forever. I've seen Ms Moss on the
I like to write about the places around me. Probably this is partly because I don't go to many places, and because my imagination about other places is limited, but also because I like to write about the entirety of a place. Its mood, its
You know as well as I do that this post will start with "When I was a little girl." When I was a little girl, people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I am so very lucky to have parents who
A couple of months ago, over breakfast, Lily had a revelation. Eyes shining, she threw down her fork, pushed away her plate of scrambled eggs and exclaimed, "I ONLY BELIEVE IN REALITY AND SCIENCE!" I must admit to feeling a little ridiculous for it. Nights of
A recap post is the best I can muster just now. I have a cold the size of a whale and it's making it difficult to even eat chocolate, so you know, typing is next to impossible. We had parent-teacher interviews at the girls' new school.
After watching the Digital Writers' Festival session about things we've memorialised online, I went back and had a look through some old blog posts, starting in 2000 when I was an idiot with the world's most terrible boyfriend. But then I found this, from March 2005,
I read quite a few books in 2013. Not as many as I had hoped, but enough to feel like I'd given the year a pretty good read. Here's a list as diverse as I could muster. Burial Rites (336 pages) Hannah Kent Obviously it is not just
On Friday I took my kids to the circus. We'd managed to get to the last day of the holidays without actually doing anything fun (standing in the hallway and shouting "JUST PACK YOUR CLOTHES!" notwithstanding) and I was bobbing around in Mother Guilt Lake.