On Life


I posted yesterday, but I deleted it around 5am when I decided it was terrible. (I had a bout of insomnia last night. A great deal of staring at the ceiling and thinking angry thoughts about the whole concept of sleep.) It was I confess very much a big whine about a creative exercise that […]

Today is the last day of August, and so the last day of Blaugust. It seems appropriate to look back at the month and see how I did.   I missed five days, and managed 16 without breaking my streak. I’m quite happy with that – honestly it felt like I’d missed a few more […]

You have to get yourself out there, if you want your stuff to be seen. Writers with published novels have to maintain blogs and tweet and so forth. It’s how people know you’re there, how you raise your profile and get people interested in what you have to share. When I decided I wanted to […]

Oh Sunday, Sunday! Why do you torment me so?   I’m afraid I’m not in much of a mood for blogging tonight. I’ve nothing insightful to say, nothing particular to discuss. I am here, writing this now, because it is August and I promised I would.   My hand hurts tonight. I have fibromyalgia, which […]

In late July, I went around various “monetise your blog!!” bullshit websites, looking for blog topics and prompts that might help me in August. I jotted down a few ideas in my beloved Midori traveller’s notebook, but none of them are appealing tonight. It’s Sunday and I’ve had a few glasses of wine – I […]

The Paradise Lost Mystery


Some years ago, I bought a folio copy of Paradise Lost. I purchased it online, and it travelled the length of the country to get to me. I suspect the person I bought it from had not opened it often.   It is not my first Paradise Lost, but it may be my oldest. Given […]

They don’t use the phrase “nom de plume” in France. It’s not actually a French phrase; it’s one of those phrases made up by the English using French words.   The French term is “nom de guerre”, war-name.   Sophie is my “real” first name, but my surname is… cumbersome. It’s not a name that […]

I have a pen problem.

God knows I’m bad enough with the notebooks. But now I’ve delved deeper into fountain pens – and, potentially, worse: fountain pen ink – I’m really looking at an expensive habit here.   It’s gotten so bad I’m day-dreaming of pens. 1.1mm italic nibs with bright red ink, something like Diamine’s Wild Strawberry. Every time […]

My friend Phil Cooper has called my attention to the idea of writing a blog post every day. Apart from the obvious fact that I barely have anything to say once a week, I’d think my readers (small in number though you are, you dear things) would grow bored of me posting every day. He […]