I don’t have a story to give you, so have a photo I took of the full moon this week.
On this day last year, I was coming towards the end of book ten – a book of short horror stories in honour of Halloween – and I was gearing up to attempt a piece of literary fiction (fnar) for NaNoWriMo. Where has the time gone?
Time visual for you, there.
There will now follow a short tale of woe about a self interested goat.
If you’ve followed this blog for a while, you might be aware that when I’m not writing I sometimes act as Media Officer for Homespun, a new children’s theatre company. Now I am cannily combining the two in the interests of raising cash to send our show, East of the Sun West of the Moon (which was pretty well received at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival this year) on tour in 2013. I am putting together an eBook of folk and fairy stories, with all proceeds going towards redevelopment and production costs. I am therefore looking for bright young things to donate their stories in the interests of supporting new children’s theatre. If you or someone you know is a bright young thing, please read on for more information…
And I think I’m OK with that. Since fuel prices are increasing exponentially (something that affects me these days, how depressingly grown up) I forsee a lot of sweeping round the flat wearing my patchwork blanket like a mantle and demanding ale and wenches. It’s going to be pretty sweet.
It is coming to the end of Dyslexia Awareness Week, and I wanted to mark it in some way.




