Tag: shanklin
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Memoir Musings: End of the Month Deadline
I gave myself a deadline of the end of March for completing a draft of the book. I fluctuate between thinking I’ve got no chance and thinking I’ll manage it. I wrote about 1000 words today though and made some actual progress. From Bella Donna by Robert Hichens: ‘suddenly he would become aware of the…
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Writerly Worries
I didn’t blog yesterday because, frankly, I had nothing to say and very little to report. I didn’t do nearly as well yesterday at chronicling the trial, but still managed to reach day 3 of 6. I’m far behind schedule but yesterday I did complete a task I’ve been putting off for weeks, so that’s…
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A ‘Futureless Paradise’ Pt. 3: A Different Fate: Alternative Reality
A boy, the spit of Freddy when he was little, charging about the lawn of 41 Kensington Gardens with a football, Edith proudly sitting by in a lawn chair and calling out “Pass it to Uncle Percy!” Percy, not particularly inclined to sports, runs around after the child gently, and when passed the ball kicks…
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A ‘Futureless Paradise’ Pt. 2: A Reunion
It may be that, sometime in the future, Freddy is taken from Pentonville and laid to rest beside Edith. It may be that, as happened with Edith, one day in that London cemetery, people will gather to remember him and talk of him. They can’t forget what he did, but they can remember who he…
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A ‘Futureless Paradise’: Tales of Edith Thompson
*This is actually the first chunk of my dissertation, there are three, more to come* A Ghost in Shanklin Chapter 1 Betty Haunt Lane Won’t you tell me the story of Betty Haunt Lane? A young woman rests there whose love was her bane What else holds this Isle of the past’s refrain … I’ve…
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From Ilford, with Love
Welcome to the vulnerability corner, where I share ‘writings and scribbles’ of mine. Here, again, Edith is the subject but I tried to tell it through trains and places. (I’ve been reading train poetry today and typically, I write poetry after reading it). Edith got a lot of trains in her life, living in London.…
The Hopeful Edwardian 