Category Archives: My Favourites

On perseverance
I’m not very good at giving up on things. I tend to see things through, even if I am not enjoying them or they are not beneficial to me, because I suppose I’m determined or perseverant or just plain stubborn.

On perseverance
I’m not very good at giving up on things. I tend to see things through, even if I am not enjoying them or they are not beneficial to me, because I suppose I’m determined or perseverant or just plain stubborn.
Neil Gaiman on beating dragons
‘Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.’ – Neil Gaiman
Neil Gaiman on beating dragons
‘Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.’ – Neil Gaiman

On coming full circle
So it’s been one year, WordPress tells me, since I started writing about the 1001 Children’s Books I Must Read Before I Grow Up! I’m pretty proud that I have stuck it out for a year, and am still blogging

On coming full circle
So it’s been one year, WordPress tells me, since I started writing about the 1001 Children’s Books I Must Read Before I Grow Up! I’m pretty proud that I have stuck it out for a year, and am still blogging

On being twinkly and finding magic
There are, obviously, quite a few Roald Dahl books on the list of 1001 Children’s Books You Must Read Before You Grow Up. He is possibly the best children’s writer that has ever been. I read Danny the Champion of

On being twinkly and finding magic
There are, obviously, quite a few Roald Dahl books on the list of 1001 Children’s Books You Must Read Before You Grow Up. He is possibly the best children’s writer that has ever been. I read Danny the Champion of

On fiction, fact, fantasy and truth
‘Of all the room in the house, the Little Bookroom was yielded up to books as an untended garden is left to its flower and weeds. There was no selection or sense of order here […] The Little Bookroom gathered

On fiction, fact, fantasy and truth
‘Of all the room in the house, the Little Bookroom was yielded up to books as an untended garden is left to its flower and weeds. There was no selection or sense of order here […] The Little Bookroom gathered

On preserving stories
Today I visited my grandparents, and while what we talked about doesn’t exactly relate to books, to me it relates to storytelling, and links with what has been preoccupying my head for the last few days – fairy tales. Something

On preserving stories
Today I visited my grandparents, and while what we talked about doesn’t exactly relate to books, to me it relates to storytelling, and links with what has been preoccupying my head for the last few days – fairy tales. Something

On bookish influences
Parents are funny things (and grandparents too). Take Winnie-the-Pooh, for example. It have written previously about how A. A. Milne’s poetry sparks memories of listening to a tape (remember tapes?) of ‘Now We Are Six’ in the car with my

On bookish influences
Parents are funny things (and grandparents too). Take Winnie-the-Pooh, for example. It have written previously about how A. A. Milne’s poetry sparks memories of listening to a tape (remember tapes?) of ‘Now We Are Six’ in the car with my

On a Mad Tea Party
I stayed up later than I should have last night to finish ‘The View from Saturday’ by E. L. Konigsburg. I really, really liked it, but I don’t have time before I go to work to tell you all the

On a Mad Tea Party
I stayed up later than I should have last night to finish ‘The View from Saturday’ by E. L. Konigsburg. I really, really liked it, but I don’t have time before I go to work to tell you all the

On authors that are saviours
Last Friday, I locked myself out of the house. Ben was at the cricket, so I wandered through town waiting for him to walk home. I came across a pop up market that springs into being every Friday during summer

On authors that are saviours
Last Friday, I locked myself out of the house. Ben was at the cricket, so I wandered through town waiting for him to walk home. I came across a pop up market that springs into being every Friday during summer

On where stories come from
The first story I ever wrote for my creative writing degree was about a character who tragically threw herself in the sea for love, then the character decided that they didn’t like that their author had made them die, so

On where stories come from
The first story I ever wrote for my creative writing degree was about a character who tragically threw herself in the sea for love, then the character decided that they didn’t like that their author had made them die, so