The time is finally here—after months of hard work from all of our authors, In Memory: A Tribute to Sir Terry Pratchett is available for sale. To grab your copy, check out the below: Don’t forget that every penny of the proceeds goes to the fantastic charity Alzheimer’s Research UK, for research into fighting dementia. Below are… Continue reading Book release day!
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Songs and Stories and a Million Other Things
Memories are important. Like stories and music and just about everything else, they’re important because of the emotional attachment we apply to them. Hey, what’s your favourite song? Have you and your husband or your girlfriend ever heard a tune on the radio and said: “Hey! That’s our song!” before being swept up in… Continue reading Songs and Stories and a Million Other Things
And now, for a story
My uncle had Alzheimers. (Get back here, I’ll be quick!) Waaaay back then it wasn’t called Alzheimers or dementia. We brushed it off as him just being silly. He would call up his brother-in-law and talk about past events as if it happened yesterday. I remember once he took a night bus to another state,… Continue reading And now, for a story
Yesterday’s gone (and so are all the other days)
The phrase “I remember it like it was yesterday” becomes somewhat meaningless when you realise that yesterday, like every other day since the beginning of time, is gone forever – and therefore can’t be easily referred to for a quick fact-check. One of the first things they teach you when you become a copper (or… Continue reading Yesterday’s gone (and so are all the other days)
How and Where I Write
How and where I write Jane Austen wrote by hand on small sheets of paper hiding them if anyone came into the room. Anthony Trollope paid his manservant to call him at 5.30am so he could get in three hours writing before he left home for his day job. Proust wrote in a cork lined… Continue reading How and Where I Write
On memories and doors
Last Friday, I printed my almost finished story and put it on the table for my parents to read. It caused my dad to stay up later than he’d planned to, which I’m taking as a good sign. The next morning at breakfast he told me that the story reminded him of something I used… Continue reading On memories and doors
School to desired temperature: Mr Lanaway
Welcome ye to my third and final post about the three teachers who have most influenced/damaged me. I’ve sort of made it a series of episodic posts so that a) after the first one you know that they’re related, and kind of what to expect; and b) after the first one, you can just look… Continue reading School to desired temperature: Mr Lanaway
The Who and Why
Hi! My name is Michael, nice to meet you. You have found this blog, so you must love stories – I know we’ll get along just fine. As this is my first post in the blog, I think it makes sense to write about why I’m contributing to this anthology. Writing this post is a… Continue reading The Who and Why
My first post
My name is Charlotte. It’s probably too early in my life to ask me who and what I expect to be in 10 years time because I honestly don’t know. But for now I’m going to tell you about what I love. Writing. It’s that simple. I love writing and how it makes me feel… Continue reading My first post
School to desired temperature: Mrs Bradley
Last time, after the obligatory waffle, I told you about the most significant memories I have of my English teacher Mr Moody. Now, let me do the same for the memories I have of Mrs Bradley. Nothing about buttocks this time, sorry. Mrs Bradley was what any good teacher – in fact, what any good… Continue reading School to desired temperature: Mrs Bradley