Friday, 27 May 2016

... and the winner is ...

The results of Nottingham Writer's Club national competition, judged by that Patsy woman, are now in. You can read the top three stories (along with my comments) here. I recommend you do - they're really rather good.

I haven't been to Nottingham (yet). Think this place is close though.

Thursday, 26 May 2016

A reminder

If you intended to enter the Richard and Judy Competition, this is a reminder to get on with it. There are just a few days left.

And if you didn't. it's a reminder that I went to France recently and will be bomarding you with my holiday snaps for a while.

Wednesday, 25 May 2016


Stray can mean to wander from the right place (e.g. don't stray off the path) or to deviate morally (she promised to be faithful, but strayed with at least three of his golfing buddies, a caddy, the chaps in the pro shop and the club barmaid). In that case she could be described as straying or having gone astray (and no doubt called worse things by her husband!).

 It can also be a person or thing which has strayed or become lost (I think this dog was a a stray). Stray is also some weird sciency thing which interferes with radio reception, or it can be something isolated or unusual (e.g. most bluebells are blue, but sometimes you see a stray white one).

Monday, 23 May 2016

Vaguely vegetably

Purple Pumpkin run a monthly free entry competition with a small cash prize. Even if you don't wish to enter, you may find them useful as story prompts.

Yes, I know these are artichokes but ...

1. Purple pumpkins don't exist so are tricky to photograph.
2. I wasn't sure I'd find anywhere more suitable to sneak in this picture.
3. Purple artichokes isn't alliterative and I like a bit of alliteration.

Sunday, 22 May 2016


Jerry Jazz are again running a free entry short story competition. You don't need to write about Jazz and entrants may come from anywhere in the world. There's a £100 prize, plus publication for the winner.

The flowers are jazzy, don't you think? I photographed them in France (which is somewhere in the world!) Yep, I will be working pictures of French locations into future posts.

Wednesday, 18 May 2016


Browse can mean either to read in a rather unmethodical manner or to look through items for sale or a collection in a similar manner. Imagine you're in a bookshop which has a massive sale on and you keep flitting between titles by your favourite authors and pretty, shiny notebooks.

Another meaning of the word browse is vegetation eaten by animals and their method of consuming it. A browser is someone who browses.

So, you could browse the library for a book on browsers browsing on browse, to browse through. (If that scrambled your brain, blame Hilary - the word was her suggestion.)

Friday, 13 May 2016


I've not been online much as we're in France. They do have the internet there, of course, but at first we had a technical issue and we've been very busy sightseeing, eating, drinking, taking lots and lots of photographs and something else ... ah yes, writing!

One lovely distraction from the keyboard was meeting up with my writerly friend Lorraine and her husband.

As usual I'll be sneaking our travel pictures into blog posts, but if you want to see more now, you can find lots on our campervan blog.

Wednesday, 11 May 2016


Go on, guess what a yegg is ...

It's a travelling burglar or safe breaker. Didn't get it, did you?

We do a lot of travelling, but just about the only thing I take is photos. I like to think I do that with flare ;-)

Monday, 9 May 2016

Purple eggs!

My dad has quite a lot of different birds at the moment. One particular breed lays very pretty eggs, some lightly freckled in creamy coffee brown, some heavily speckled in rich chocolate, some almost treacle coloured - and some purple! I expect that even without seeing the photo you'd have guessed which he saved for me. But can you guess the breed?

I'll give you a clue (not because I'm nice, just because I need something to make this fit the blog subject). The name of the bird is a synonym for flinch or tremble in fear.