Once I could read fluently, reading became my default activity. There were frequent trips to the library, pocket money was spent on books and books were requested as birthday and Christmas presents. Once all the chores were completed there was time for reading. My grandmother, however, had other ideas.
Saturday 21 December 2013
Sunday 15 December 2013
Recently I blogged about being on a perpetual busman’s holiday. Yesterday was a case in point. I attended the launch of Wild N Free Too. This involved a journey to London, two hours ten minutes each way on the train, with another forty minutes on public transport.
· I met some fascinating people on the way out.
· I managed four hours of writing on the train
· The event was splendid
Friday 13 December 2013
It’s a bit of a cliché but we all know what it means and it’s such an apt description that I’m going to use it anyway.
What academics do when the students aren’t there
The students at the university where I work broke up today for Christmas. That means they’ll have three weeks off. Everyone assumes that is also the case for their lecturers. Not so, I’m afraid. They find plenty for us to do – on top of marking assignments, getting modules ready for next Semester and in our case, interviews all day long next week for two English appointments.
Tuesday 3 December 2013
Recently a few small things have pleased me no end. They really have. They all add together and contribute to the bigger picture.
I was extraordinarily pleased to be involved in this project. Partly because I was commissioned, partly because I’m rubbing shoulders with some significant people and partly because I’m growing rather fond of producing these very short texts.
I asked my colleagues to see if they could spot my text. One managed straight away – she recognised my style and a reference within the text. Another colleague is still puzzling it out.
Can you spot my work here? Because it’s nearly Christmas I’ll send you a signed copy of one my books if you spot it. You choose which!