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Capturing the Castle

Capturing the Castle

I write this sitting in the kitchen sink. The opening line of Dodie Smith’s 1949 novel I Capture The Castle is, for me, one of the best ever. Quirky and intriguing, it instantly pulls you in, entreating you to read on to find out exactly what the narrator is doing – and how she ended up there. What … Continue reading

In Search of Lost Time

In Search of Lost Time

“Two years – two years! – and you still haven’t finished that so-called novel of yours!” That’s my mum, bless her. I tend to disagree with my mum on most things: sensible career choices (Me: ‘something creative’; Her: ‘anything lucrative’); the optimal time to procreate (Me: ‘Just as soon as I’ve finished the novel/travelled the … Continue reading

A Room of One’s Own (Please…?)

A Room of One’s Own (Please…?)

We currently find ourselves in the midst of a bad case of Man ‘Flu – the noisy, explosive “I’m Really Quite Unwell, You Know” kind. If our house were a children’s book right now, it would probably be The Gruffalo. Either that or Where the Wild Things Are – except that, unlike young Max, I … Continue reading