“I am creative. I am a writer: this is what I do and this is who I am”
I went to one festival talk on my own entitled: A Space to Write. There is a book of the same name which inspired the talk and was already known to me. It had caught my eye in the Sunday supplements a while back and made my way onto the “books to read one day” list, but it’s too costly to buy new and doesn’t seem available as used. Perhaps I could ask for it as a birthday or Christmas present. Anyway: a book in which writers talk about their respective writing spaces and discuss their approach to their craft – wonderful! And the talk was wonderful. I loved it! Continue reading “Final Festival Talk: A Space to Write”
“There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea.” Although I would have to add: “… with a wondrous book to hand”.
Today has been a no-weather day, only the second such day that I’ve acknowledged since we arrived. No-weather days are at the bottom of the heap: no rain, no sun, no wind. Nothing. Just the world waiting… waiting for something to happen next. Continue reading “The View from Here: tea with Daphne revisited”
Inspired by the work of its most famous authoress …
Today I booked tickets for the Fowey Festival of Arts and Literature. I’m so excited! Continue reading “Tickets booked”
“I walked this land with a dreamer’s freedom….”
Our weather remains mercurial but we had one amazing weather day this week. Continue reading “Hellebores and Tea with Daphne”
…what I’ve created works perfectly. I love it!
Before we moved I tried to persuade B to dispose of some of our furniture, which in my opinion would obviously not work in the new house. Nothing expensive or meaningful: things we had agreed we would replace anyway and/or bargains collected from charity shops. It seemed silly to go the trouble of transporting them but B said no, we should take the lot and if it wasn’t needed we would dispose of it later. How wise he was and how wrong I was Continue reading “Homemaking at Highfield: mixing, matching and making do”
Settling down to read a letter is an event unto itself. It warrants a cup of tea …
We forgot to check the post last Saturday so B collected it when he fetched the Sunday papers. And amongst the mail was a letter from Sue: a handwritten letter! Continue reading “In praise of letters…”
…the feedback, when it came, was warm and positive
When we first arrived here and I started scribbling, with tentative thoughts of turning my scribbles into a blog, A Corner of Cornwall was to be called The View from Here. But when I actually screwed up my courage and looked into it, someone had beaten me to it and a name change was required. Drat. Continue reading “First Footnotes”