New things, old things and free things

Some of you might have been wondering where I’ve been. An occasional glance at my blog may have made you think, ‘gosh, it’s a long time since she’s posted.’ You might have even been thinking, ‘she’s not really been on FB and Twitter much! She’s been really quite quiet online.’ Others of you might beContinue reading “New things, old things and free things”

Reconfiguring: Why attending the HNS conference is essential

I attended my first writing conference at the beginning of September. It was the Historical Novel Society conference held in the beautiful town of Oxford and it was a truly wonderful day. You see, I’ve never experienced it, that incredibly swell of excitement when you walk through a crowd of writers. When you know that everyContinue reading “Reconfiguring: Why attending the HNS conference is essential”

Carlton House: A Lost Palace by Catherine Curzon

George’s first major renovation project was Carlton House, a residence given to him in 1783 when the then Prince of Wales came of age. With the rambling house came a stipend of around £60,000, which the prince was supposed to use to renovate the shabby building.

Rocque’s Map of Georgian London, Astley’s Amphitheatre & The British Museum

I’ve been dying to write a post for weeks – it’s so lovely to finally be on here! Although it is quite funny because past me would never have really said that, finding blogging quite hard and all that, but recently I’ve been really enjoying it. Perhaps it’s because I have a bit more timeContinue reading “Rocque’s Map of Georgian London, Astley’s Amphitheatre & The British Museum”

Changing Seasons – Changing Genres

I was planning on writing a blog all about the crispness of autumn, the crunch of brown, red and yellow leaves, the startling brilliance of the sunsets, but guess what? It’s raining. It’s been raining for several days. Gone is the crispness. Gone is the crunch. I can’t even see the sunsets. But that’s aContinue reading “Changing Seasons – Changing Genres”

I left a piece of my heart in Scotland

I’ve also left a piece of my heart in Cornwall, so apparently I’m becoming rather careless over the article, but those are the only two places as of yet. It takes something spectacular to capture a piece of my heart, there are certain criteria that need to be met, and writing them down in thisContinue reading “I left a piece of my heart in Scotland”