I am happiest when I am writing. November is my best month in terms of mental health as I participate in NaNoWriMo and I allow myself to write my heart out. But when the month is over my resolve to keep writing every day slackens. Part of it is the loss of community, the loss of being held accountable for the amount of words I write each day. (more…)
From the description of the book:
Deaf since infancy and condemned to spinsterhood by her father’s will, Honoria has one last chance to experience the carnal passion she’s read about in scandalous novels. She enlists an unlikely man to be her companion for five days and nights of wicked pleasures and fulfilled fantasies, never dreaming that her desire could become something far more complicated.
Esau isn’t a man acquainted with the finer things in life. Common and proud, he’d rather work on the docks than bed a rich woman for money. But Honoria is unlike any woman he’s ever known, and the only one who’s ever stirred him to tenderness—something he never dreamed he could feel. (more…)
As I have mentioned in an earlier post, I had a hysterectomy earlier this year. And one of the things the doctors and nurses stressed after I had the operation was the need to do pelvic exercises. Now, I am a very obedient person. When doctors tell me to do something, I make sure I do it. But I find it hard to remember to do my pelvic exercises and it always feels a bit ineffectual to be clenching those muscles without resistance. So aside from increasing the frequency of sex with my husband (really, what better way to exercise those muscles than with a man inside you?), I looked for something more….discreet to help me keep my pelvic floor muscles toned. (more…)
“A woman must continually watch herself. She is almost continually accompanied by her own image of herself. Whilst she is walking across a room or whilst she is weeping at the death of her father, she can scarcely avoid envisaging herself walking or weeping. From earliest childhood she has been taught and persuaded to survey herself continually. And so she comes to consider the surveyor and the surveyed within her as the two constituent yet always distinct elements of her identity as a woman. She has to survey everything she is and everything she does because how she appears to men, is of crucial importance for what is normally thought of as the success of her life. Her own sense of being in herself is supplanted by a sense of being appreciated as herself by another…. (more…)
Calendar Girls is a blog event hosted by Flavia and Melanie. Each month (on the first Wednesday of the month) we will be discussing a different book based on a theme chosen by Flavia and Melanie. January’s theme is Best Debut Novel of 2016.
My pick for best debut novel of 2016 is Viral by Helen Fitzgerald, but it’s a bit unfair as it’s the only debut novel I read in 2016 which was also published in 2016 (at least as far as I know, I’m a bit hazy on what I have read in 2016). I have read a lot more debut novels, but this one was the only one that was published in 2016. Having said that, Viral was a very good book. (more…)
My year has gotten off to a good start: I have been accepted for the New Writer’s Scheme of the Romantic Novelists’ Association. In addition to the usual RNA member benefits members of the New Writer’s Scheme are invited to submit a manuscript for a critique. The deadline for this is 31 August. Which gives me 8 months to write and edit a book for submission. Which is great, because I love deadlines! I am so pleased to have applied and to have been accepted; it feels like I am finally taking my writing seriously. Which I am of course, but rather than just saying it, I am actually doing it.
I have also subscribed to Mslexia, a quarterly writers magazine for women. They also run an online writers community which I will have access to so that should be good. And I have decided to enter a short story in their competition in March. So yay, lots of fun writerly things to look forward to.
It’s New Year’s Eve. 2016 is finally coming to an end. On a public level, 2016 has not been the greatest. We have lost a lot of loved celebrities, the US has elected a vile, hateful lowlife as a president and the UK has voted to go back to the 1950s during the Brexit referendum. The world has stood idly by while Syrian civilians have been bombed into oblivion and there have been more bombings and acts of terrorism than I would like to recall. I am sure we will all be happy to see the end of 2016. (more…)
I can’t believe it’s less than a week till Christmas. Where has the time gone? I entered into December high on my success in NaNoWriMo, determined to finish a first edit of my manuscript by Christmas and look at me now, I am totally procrastinating. I have only today started editing, and have only finished the first chapter. (more…)
Okay, so. I have wanted to talk about this for a while, but never really found the right platform. So now that I have this blog, I might as well fling it up here.
I recently had a hysterectomy, or to be precise: a total pelvic clearance. Which means removal of the uterus, ovaries and cervix. The whole nine yards. I have suffered with endometriosis since I was 12 and as my husband and I didn’t want any more children and I was sick and tired of being in pain, I chose for the drastic option when my surgeon presented me with the options available. (more…)
It’s almost Christmas! Seasons of mist and mellow fruitfulness. Oh no wait, that is autumn. ‘T is the season to be jolly. That’s the one.
So I haven’t really been writing much. I find December always a very trying time. Things are busy at work as we are wrapping up the last nits before the New Year. I have to shop for Christmas presents and make my truffles to give to various friends and acquaintances. And in the shuffle my writing suffers. (more…)