I Love My Body

If you follow me on Twitter, you will be aware that I am moving house. (I promise I will stop moaning about it soon.) As part of the house move, I flipped through some old pictures from my student years and damn! I was so young and skinny. My immediate reaction was, ‘I wish I still had that body’. Because, you know, skinny is beautiful. Skinny is good. And beauty is most important. Continue reading “I Love My Body”

“I am absolutely rubbish”

I am generally a confident woman. I don’t think  am a bad mother, I am quite a good wife and I am good at my job. But when it comes to writing, I turn into this quivering mess of self doubt. Despite assurances from my friends and family that my writing is quite good, it doesn’t take much for me to feel that I am absolutely rubbish at writing. Continue reading ““I am absolutely rubbish””

Reflection time – be bold

Dance like no one is watching.

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I love that saying. I try to live by it as well. I love dancing and I do far too little of it. I don’t really go out dancing that often anymore – really only at the office Chrismas party – but when I do, you can’t get me off the dance floor. And I don’t care who watches. It has always been a dream of mne to learn how to pole dance, but I am too old and weak to learn that now. Alas, a missed opportunity. Continue reading “Reflection time – be bold”

Reflection time – editing

I am almost finished with my first full edit of my novel and it feels so good! This is the fifth novel I have written during NaNoWriMo and the first I have edited in earnest. The previous novels have sadly all fallen by the wayside for one reason or other. But I have finally prevailed and I am so thrilled to be sending out my second draft to my alpha readers soon.

So, I wanted to dwell on some lessons I have learnt during editing. Although ‘lessons’ sounds so deep, it’s more a few observations. Continue reading “Reflection time – editing”

Sex in Victorian Times

I am doing some research abot sex in Victorian times for a book I am writing and it’s fascinating. Reading the Victorian magazine The Pearl online gives a great insight in what people found sexy or acceptable in that time. There were a few things that struck me in reading The Pearl and I would like to discuss some of them. Continue reading “Sex in Victorian Times”

Reflection Time

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. Continue reading “Reflection Time”