Libby

Thanks both. Very, very much appreciated.

I’m glad I don’t have your dreams Squidge. Having read a couple of your books I would say that even if you don’t ‘try’ to write gorgeous, a lot of your writing is. I’ve always loved the way you describe Tilda’s world. I wondered what it was about this that felt different and whether there was anything you learned from it that might spill over into…[Read more]

Brilliant, Bella. I hate custard too. It is the only thing I cannot eat. I remember standing over my mum while she wrote a letter to the school saying I didn’t have to eat it.

Lovely I remember, Raine. So evocative. Reading everybody’s I remembers has really hammered home how much more important little authentic details are that overarching descriptions to bring a scene to life.

That made me cry. Beautiful, Hil.

And spark off similar memories for me!

Lovely, Sea. Amazing how little details conjure up the past.

I have been away for a few days and come back to an explosion of posts. I will do my best to properly catch up but feeling rather daunted.

I believe there’s a chemical released in your brain during traumatic (or very happy) events that fixes the memory. Probably some sort of survival learning mechanism I would guess. But this does mean our I Remember pieces are like to be tear jerkers. I had a go yesterday and was reduced to sniffling. I’m going to a conference on UK GAAP this…[Read more]

So poignant, Hil. He sounded like a lovely person.

From a child’s perspective, this is quite a scary, stomach churning tale. Nicely evoked. I’m glad it had a happy ending.

There’s a big ouch in the middle there with the dentist! My teeth are aching at the thought of it. You really conjure up the childhood feelings beautifully (and painfully).