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writing by Gail Aldwin and other authors

End of the summer

I noticed a distinct nip in the air when I set out for a run at seven o’clock this morning. Crunchy brown leaves are also scattered across the lawn. Although autumn is approaching, I still have holidays to enjoy including a week with my mum, daughter and grandson in St Agnes, Cornwall. We know the area well because David’s family home was situated nearby in Shortlanesend and we enjoyed many visits to the beaches along the north coast. Once back from there, we’re on standby for another trip, this time to Lisbon to attend a sixtieth birthday party and then we’re catching a train to Porto to start the traditional (inland) camino to Santiago de Compostela. We took the coastal path last year which I wrote about here. I have new walking boots and a backpack which I’m determined to keep light.

The writing of my new novel Conversation Classes is continuing at a steady pace. After a recent writing retreat in Lewes with some lovely author friends, I’ve now set my mind to breaking the back of the first draft. I need another 40,000 words and then the real fun begins. I always love the editing and refining process. I’m also continuing to send out my completed manuscript set on an imagined African island. There are no takers as yet but I’ve had some encouraging feedback including these words from a top agent: I was intrigued by the unique setting and prospect of this story. There’s a great attentiveness to the details of the resort and I think you balance it well with the dialogue to build a realistic sense of setting and character. Fingers crossed someone will bite.

In the meantime, a neighbour is holding a housewarming party this afternoon. The garden is set with tables, music is playing and they’ll be Korean dancers and a barbecue later.

What plans do you have for the last of the summer?

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A summer in Exmouth

We’ve taken the opportunity to spend the next couple of months in Exmouth on the Devon coast. According to Wikipedia, it’s a port town, civil parish and seaside resort situated on the east bank of the mouth of the River Exe 11 miles (18 km) southeast of Exeter. This does sum up the place but I should also mention it has an extensive sandy beach and is located close to other delightful seaside spots such as Budleigh Salterton.

We’re here to clear the flat of my husband’s elderly aunt who’s now in a care home. Her place is situated not far from the beach and so on alternate days, I run along the seafront, get back in time for a quick online pilates session and then settle down to some daily writing with Writers Hour. The new novel is progressing slowly but I find even adding a couple of hundred words keeps the story alive in my mind.

This week we are attending a series of lunchtime concerts as part of the Budleigh Music Festival 2024. On the programme has been Ryan Corbett, who plays a Bugari Spectrum classical piano accordion made in Castelfidardo, Italy. What a remarkable sound! We’ve also attended a session from the Avalon Trio who play piano, cello and violin.

Do you find engaging with other arts stimulates your creative process? I’m crossing my fingers that all this music will have a positive effect on my writing.

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Each of Us a Petal

I was invited to review Amanda Huggins‘ latest publication titled Each of Us a Petal which is a stunning collection of stories of and from Japan.

Here’s the blurb:

This collection of short fiction from award-winning author Amanda Huggins takes us on a journey through Japan, from the hustle of city bars to the silence of snow country. The people, culture and complex social mores of this beguiling country have inspired Huggins’ writing ever since she first visited Japan almost twenty years ago.

Whether they are Japanese nationals or foreign tourists, temporary residents or those recalling their time in Japan from a distance, the men and women in these stories are often adrift and searching for a connection. Many are estranged from their normal lives, navigating the unfamiliar while trying to make sense of the human condition, or find themselves restrained by the formalities of traditional culture as they struggle to forge new relationships outside those boundaries. Others are forced to question their perceptions when they find themselves drawn into an unsettling world of shapeshifting deities and the ghosts of the past.

What impresses me most about this collection is Huggins’ ability to enter a very different culture and focus on the similarities that bring us all together. She taps into themes of yearning, loneliness and being on the outside to show these as universal experiences, as well as celebrating love and personal connections. It made me reflect on a family visit to Tokyo in 2010 while on a stopover to Australia. My tall and blonde teenage son was head and shoulders above the crowds at the Shibuya Crossing, the world’s busiest pedestrian crossing yet we still melded into the city’s backdrop of quiet gardens.

The collection also reminded me of the 2003 film Lost in Translation where Scarlett Johannson and Bill Murray play characters drawn together amidst the strange and sometimes unsettling experience of high-rise living in Tokyo.

Huggins has a keen eye and focuses on small things in her stories such as a knife or a key or a sparrow’s footprints which all bring a wider meaning to the reader. It is a delightful collection which I highly recommend. Although the book was released by Victorina Press, the publisher has since closed and your only option to purchase a copy is through the author’s blog. Do pop over and grab a copy before they’re all gone!

Incidentally, if your’e interested in purchasing copies of my Victorina Press publications they’re now available from the online shop at bargain prices. Get my coming-of-age debut, The String Games for only £3 or Pandemonium a delightful children’s picture book for only £2.

When friends who lived in Japan visit next week, I’m looking forward to recommending Each of Us a Petal to them.

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New addition to the family

I’m delighted to share a photo of our grandson Jude Taylor Bradbury who was born on 22 May 2024 weighing 8lb 10oz. His journey into the world went smoothly and it’s lovely to watch the new parents grow into their roles. We’ve been staying with the family and feel really honoured to have this special time together. One of our responsibilities has been walking Truffle the dog. She’s a very soppy creature but a lot of fun.

Very little No writing has taken place since Jude’s arrival as we’re totally besotted! I’ll have to update you on writing progress in due course.

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Workshop at the Bournemouth Writing Festival

It’s less than a week until I’ll be running a workshop at the Bournemouth Writing Festival. I’ll be sharing my experience of winning a publication contract with Bloodhound Books after entering a pitch competition for The Secret Life of Carolyn Russell. The workshop will include tips and hints for anyone wishing to develop skills in online pitching of a manuscript. The event is a new one on the Dorset writing scene and the programme has grown considerable since the inaugural year in 2023. I’m pleased to be delivering on Sunday 28 April 2024 alongside writing friends Paula Harmon and Alice Fowler. Do check out the full programme!

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Highlights from three weeks in Cyprus

History

Cyprus has one of the oldest recorded histories in the world including many episodes of invasion and settlement. It was claimed by Alexander the Great in the fourth century and then came under Roman possession. In 1191, Richard the Lionheart took control while on crusade. He later sold the island to Lusignans who ruled for 300 years. It then fell under the Ottomans until the British arrived in 1878. Shown below (from top left clockwise) are some of the historical places I enjoyed most. The Cyprus Museum in South Nicosia (Lefkosia) boasts this semicircle of terracotta figures from the seventh century BC showing tall warrriors at the back reducing in size down to tiny demon-servants and snakes. We enjoyed a few hours at the ancient city of Salamis which had all the trappings of a Roman settlement including a colonnaded Palaestra (middle). The ruins of the medieval abbey at Bellapais were very evocative (much more so than the now dilapidated house where Lawrence Durrell wrote about life on the island in Bitter Lemons of Cyprus). Poor Hippolytos looks embarrassed while reading the love letter from his stepmother Phaedra in this wonderful mosaic at Pafos.

Food and drink

The Cypriot diet is somewhat determined by whether you’re in the north or the south of the island. In the north it’s possible to get slightly bitter black Turkish tea, whereas in the south you can easily order a pot of Earl Grey. The photos show a seafood platter served in Polis, a feta and dill scone taken in the garden of a north Nicosia bookshop, a cake from a patisserie in Famagusta, a market stall supporting the Mediterranean diet, an Turkish coffee served with a glass of water, Ottoman sherbet (and under the middle pot were two cubes of Turkish delight).

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Book Spa at Mr B’s Emporium

I purchased a Book Spa as a birthday gift for my daughter in 2023. It’s been a long time coming (I reserved a place for myself too) and we finally made the trip to Mr B’s in Bath this week. The Book Spa involves chatting with a member of the bookselling team over tea and cake to gain an idea of our interests. Nethmi then collected a tower of books for us to browse. (The Reading Spa includes £60 to spend on books, plus a Mr B’s mug and cloth bag and a £10 gift card for future purchases.) Here is the stash of books I chose.

I went with a broad range of requests (and likewise my daughter) but these are the books I took away with me:

A novel written in second person: How to Get Filthy Rich in Rising Asia by Mohsin Hamid. A riveting tale of one man’s journey from impoverished rural boy to corporate tycoon.

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How much can I squeeze into 2024?

I thought 2023 was eventful but this year is turning out to be even more so. I’m delighted to share the news that my daughter and her husband are expecting a son in May. When our first grandchild arrives, we’ve been asked us to block out a month to help. This feels like an incredible privilege and we look forward to spending time with the family in Keynsham. Meanwhile, we have a 3-week backpacking holiday in Cyprus, a fortnight in Edinburgh and my mum’s 90th birthday to celebrate in April.

Me and Izzy on a recent trip to the Cotswolds.

David is in the process of clearing his aunt’s flat ready to sell it and fund her care home place. Fortunately, she’s very happy in the care home and it’s a joy to visit her and listen to her positive response to aging with good physical health, family around her and the excellent meals provided. We will be spending more time in Exmouth over the summer to finish work on the flat.

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The Christmas tree is back in the loft!

I’m one of those people who struggle with Christmas. It’s a legacy from my childhood when money was tight, my father always drank too much and everyone made an effort to have a good time. Since my own children have grown up, it’s become a lot easier and we’ve introduced new Christmas traditions which I really enjoy like the 9am Christmas morning parkrun along Weymouth seafront. I also love visiting Weymouth on Boxing Day to see children riding their new bicycles and scooters. This year, the sea glinted silver under leaden clouds and was absolutely beautiful.

The new addition to our Christmas celebrations is Truffle, my daughter’s puppy. She’s still in training and tries very hard not to jump up, steal newspapers or lick everything off the kitchen floor. Unfortunately, my husband was clearing up his wine making kit (as if there isn’t enough to do on Christmas eve) when Truffle guzzled a few elderberries. My daughter was worried and rang the emergency vet who recommended a visit to the practice in Bournemouth. They duly set off but avoided a consultation charge by ringing a special phone number to be told Truffle hadn’t eaten enough elderberries to poison her.

My husband always cooks the Christmas dinner (my contribution is making red cabbage in the slow cooker). It was a splendid meal followed by music (I can play Jingle Bells on the piano – thanks to learning how to read a few notes on Duolingo‘s music programme) and singing – I just had to share with everyone my karaoke performance of Killing Me Softly which (after hours of practice), I’ve finally nailed. Well, the first verse anyway.

As for writing, I’ve submitted the opening 25,000 words of my new novel to Kate Nash’s mentoring BookCamp 2024. I thought I’d have it finished before Christmas but there was more to do than I’d anticipated. Several 6am starts and I sent it off yesterday. Hurray! (Now I need to go through the rest of the novel with a fine-tooth comb.)

I’ll close with a couple of Christmas snaps and greetings to you and yours for a happy, healthy and prosperous 2024.

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Travel and other distractions

It’s been weeks since my last blog post and my only excuse is that I’ve been travelling again. I was fortunate to deliver input at the Mani Lit Fest in Greece where the wonderful historical fiction author Carol McGrath was my host. Don’t miss out on her latest title The Stolen Crown, a fascinating story from medieval history featuring the Empress Matilda – and only 99p for a kindle at the moment. Below is a photo of me preparing to deliver a workshop about writing a successful pitch for entry into online pitch parties and in this way attract the interest of agents and publishers. I also delivered a talk about research relating to The Secret Life of Carolyn Russell. Thanks to everyone who has read the novel and a big bonus thank you to everyone who has rated and/or reviewed the book.

David and I had a splendid time in the Mani. For me, the highlights included taking part in a yoga session by the sea (with fabulous author Deborah Swift for company) and an amazing sunset along the coast.

We returned to one of my favourite places called Gerolimenas (you can read about my first visit here) and managed a couple of walks – one involved scaling a mountain and the other was a cliff top walk. Here’s a photo of the beautiful harbour of Gerolimenas which was a thriving place in the 1870s when it supplied over 7000 quails a month to diners in Paris.

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