forgotten – Helen Glynn Jones

Ironing, Oak Apples and Editing or, How I Survived A Writing Wobble

I had a bit of a writing wobble earlier this week. I’ve just begun editing Under Stone, the fourth book in my Ambeth series. It recently returned from a professional edit, and so I was taking suggestions and beta read comments on board, polishing the final crevices and tidying up punctuation and prose, ready toContinue reading “Ironing, Oak Apples and Editing or, How I Survived A Writing Wobble”

Beltaine Fire and Butterfly Dreams

Today is May Day, or Beltaine in the old calendar, the first day of summer and the festival that falls halfway between the Spring Equinox and Summer Solstice. The garden is green and humming, the blossom almost gone, the promise of Summer’s warmth just over the horizon. Last night I dreamed of a purple butterflyContinue reading “Beltaine Fire and Butterfly Dreams”

30 Day Writing Challenge – Day Thirteen – Forgotten

Forgotten. It is a word of sorrow, of lost things. Memories, people, ideas, thoughts – to be forgotten is to disappear. We search through the forgotten, trying to piece together the past. But the flickers of light that made it real have long since faded, and all we are left with are the shadows ofContinue reading “30 Day Writing Challenge – Day Thirteen – Forgotten”

Thursday Doors – Overgrown

A while ago, I posted about a door that seemed to have been abandoned – the steps green with moss, ferns and branches obstructing the path. This week, I have another door which no longer seems to be in use. It’s in a rather old building – the adjacent barn is 15th century and IContinue reading “Thursday Doors – Overgrown”