Lucy takes a walk to the pub on a glorious summer evening with the new man in her life and opens her heart to tell him how she is feeling about him, her adulterous accountant ex-boyfriend and life in general.
Then he flashed his teeth as he grinned at her triumphantly having extracted himself from between the wall and her desk. She snapped her top lip shut. Oh my God, the same bloody teeth. It's all got to be a horrible coincidence, I can't possibly be related to him.
I've moved on from binge watching Game of Thrones, along with the other addicted viewing millions as we wait, anxiously twiddling our fingers, for Season 8 to explode on to our screens in 2019.
"You can't really go wrong if you aim for 500-800 words and, for sure, keep the thing to less than 1,000 words. Agents asking for a 1-page synopsis are being unrealistic. Anyone who wants more than 1,000 words doesn't know what a synopsis is." Jerichowriters.com Thank you Jericho Writers, I keep reminding myself of this.... Continue Reading →
"Do you own this comma?' "I do M'lady, yes, his name is Cid and I also own that full stop." "Do you know that Cid is in the wrong place?"
Comedy writers have the most fragile egos. Mindy Kaling At various stages of our lives, our egos take a bashing but now, in the Autumn of my years, I care less about what other people think. And yes, this cavalier thought process even applies to my writing, except... when it comes to what the people... Continue Reading →
I will be flitting from BBC 1 to BBC 2, waving my metaphorical Union Jack with a Pimms in one hand and a six-pack in the other.
So reliant I have become on Word to record my every word, I have now programmed myself to restart and try to recapture that inspiration.