Tag Archives: inspiration

Sharing Shelley’s moonbeams…

My poor neglected blog – again. There are no excuses, but there are reasons, this time anyway. My mum died two weeks ago now. The funeral was less than a week ago and frankly, it is all still too raw … Continue reading

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‘Delicious drowsiness’ – John Keats on the importance of sleep…

To Sleep by Keats and its relevance to those of us having trouble sleeping in the 21st century Continue reading

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On struggling with the writing life – again

I still seem to get a fair few hits on this, my blog. Not that I deserve them. No wriggling out of writing has been sorely neglected of late as I struggled with the first edits of my forthcoming book, … Continue reading

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The ‘vital’ death of John Keats: ending the myth of weakness

Today is the anniversary of the death of the poet John Keats, in Rome, on the 23rd February 1821. He was just 25, and suffered from tuberculosis (or consumption as it was then known). His friend, Joseph Severn, who nursed … Continue reading

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Poetry for Christmas #4 – Christmas Sparrow by Billy Collins

I don’t mind if you have not read my Christmas poetry posts. I would rather you had, of course, as it keeps the stats looking healthy, and I honestly think you might have missed the opportunity to escape for a moment. … Continue reading

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5 ways to make the most of precious writing time…

2016 has been one of those years that has seemed to offer very little  in the way of peace of mind, space for contemplation or periods of calm. The horrors of the world, along with political upheavals, have absorbed our attention … Continue reading

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A day in which I solve a murder and learn how NOT to interest children in history…

Apparently there has been a floral feud in my home town of Wellington in Somerset, and a senior horticulturalist has met a sticky end. I have two hours and two miles in which to discover who committed this dastardly crime … Continue reading

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