Birdsong to Wokesong
Many years ago, I read Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks. It’s a terrific, emotive book that now sits on school syllabuses alongside other past literary masterpieces. If you’ve not read it then you’ve missed out. Anyhow, a few years later, whilst at The Cheltenham Literary Festival (a very prominent cultural affair in the UK), I happened […]
And so I return…
The lights have been out on this blog for over a year, but now, at last, I return. I do so to remember what creative writing is like and unlock the key to my imagination. Where else better to do that than here, where my journey began 14 years ago. So, with a glass of […]
Ebook of Fantasia is Free on Kindle
My short story Fantasia is free to download as an ebook on Kindle for five days. Please feel free to share with friends and anyone who might be interested. It’s already gone to no 1 in the free children’s environment with just a few downloads. It would be lovely to see it there a little […]
Bad Poetry 2: A Tale of Terrible Misfortune
There was a buffoon called Johnson Who thought he was Charles Bronson But he fucked-up Brexit So attempted to exit Dressed as a woman in Labour Unfortunately for Boris No one was fooled by “Doris” So he pulled out a gun Broke into a run But was caught in the commons by Keir Starmer […]
What’s in a name?
It is more than likely I will change my name in the very near future which will no doubt please my husband and his family. However, I will be probably be keeping Turley as a pseudonym for my comedy writing since I’ve been writing under it for over a decade. So, I am afraid my […]
Three Glasses of Wine leads to Bad Poetry
Yes, I have had three glasses of wine as I am off work for a few days as I am self-isolating prior to a minor medical procedure. I am, therefore, feeling a little ribald. So, I decided to write a poem. Now, before some of my lovely American readers go apeshit, please remember this a […]
Talking About Faces
A few months ago I was generously given a phone as mine kept dying on me and the battery was one of those irreplaceable ones. I duly set-up facial recognition in addition to a password. Unfortunately, since then it has only recognised my face… maybe once. I can’t decide whether on the day I set […]
A Boot in the Face
On Wednesday I had a meeting with my solicitor, a pensions actuary and my husband’s barrister. I had been told to expect my husband and his solicitor in the virtual meeting room. (Yes, that’s right. Over 4 years since my separation I still don’t have a Decree Absolute and still no financial settlement. Consequently, life […]
E is for (Non ) Erotic
Apparently, many people are more aware of their dreams at the moment because they are resting and sleeping more. Some dreams appear to be related to the pandemic in that they feature, perhaps obscurely, death, fear and isolation. Others are less obvious and related to parts of our lives we are missing during the pandemic – […]
D is for Dressed for Kill
We have an expression in the UK “dressed to kill” which is an expression for basically making the most of your appearance and trying to look as attractive as possible. Now when you reach my grand old age of 55, dressing to kill takes some skill. It’s also preferable to have a large glass of […]