Yesterday I was practising my surfing at Godrevy, the beach was empty and I was the only person in the whole stretch of white rolling waves. I had just got out and was lying on the wet sand next to my board to catch my breath. Everything was perfect, the warm sun on my the […]
I’ve been thinking about the guy who shot all those people at Virginia Tech. Loner, that is how he is being described. I know I’m a bleeding heart, dyed in the wool, liberal, pinko, guardian reading twat in many ways. I also know that what that man did what he did alone and if he […]
Yesterday I went into town to do some competition analysis at Foyles Charing Cross Rd and as it was so close, popped into the National Portrait Gallery to check out the Women Writers exhibition. I peeled of the tracksuit-t-shirt outfit I have been wearing for the last few days and donned a checked shirt, smart […]
This weekend we have been staying with my parents and on Sunday night, my mum dug up a load of old photos to show my other half, childhood holidays mainly. The photos charting the change from toddler to child, child to teenager. Three photos got me. One of me and my sister holding hands when […]
Over the last two weeks I’ve been doing a lot of proof reading or copy editing as they call it. After a whole day of just starting at words on a page you start to get into the zone. Mistakes sort of jump out at you, like a lonely bracket without its partner or two […]
Jen S. Wight 