First of our new monthly episodes where we interview a writes, lots or literary sorts is out now! 🥰💌❤️🍽️✌🏻
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First of our new monthly episodes where we interview a writes, lots or literary sorts is out now! 🥰💌❤️🍽️✌🏻
Finally had time to go see Hamnet yesterday & I’m still caught in a strange, soft gloamin.
Can’t stop thinking about it & feel compelled to watch it again.
Make up free this time.
What's so amazing about Jim Henson as a puppeteer is that he could literally be explaining that Kermit is made out of felt and ping pong balls and yet Kermit still feels alive the whole time he's doing it
Hahaha I still laugh at things like that.
Yeah, my memory of it was probably because I remember it being such a perfect flavour.
Nan Shepherd (1893–1981), b. #OTD, 11 Feb. Recently her nature writing & her memoir THE LIVING MOUNTAIN have gained attention—but she was also an important #modernist novelist. Charlotte Peacock weighs her contribution to Scotland’s literary renaissance
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1/9
www.thebottleimp.org.uk/2020/12/quie...
Our Valentines gift to you 💌 HONEY!
Oh it was like no other lemonade I’ve ever had. Really subtle, not really very sweet but the citrus also wasn’t sharp. It was the best.
Yes!…or rather Oui! Aside from laughing our little derrières off at the name, I remember it being the best tasting lemonade I’ve ever had.
John Burnside A Footnote to Colossians For ye are dead, and your life is hid Colossians 3:3 Let us remember the stillborn: how they cede their places here with such good grace that no one ever speaks of them again. In school, we placed them, carefully, in Limbo, deep in the folds of smoke and snowfall, where their names would never find them: pagan, now, and immaterial, like phantoms, or that boy I sometimes saw in polaroids, the one they said was me.
Let us remember
the stillborn: how they
cede their places here
with such good grace
that no one ever
speaks of them
again…
—John Burnside, “A Footnote to Colossians”
published in RUIN, BLOSSOM (Penguin, 2024)
#poem #poetry
www.penguin.co.uk/books/456120...
tweet: “as English speakers we have to sort out the 'had had' situation. it's frankly embarrassing to the language” Merriam-Webster Quote Tweet: “But, it’s not wrong that that occurs.”
There, there…
Sainte-Chapelle, Paris, 2023. It’s a dark and rainy day in Portland, Oregon, and I felt the need for some color in my life. I think this fits the bill. #Photography #Architecture #Interior #Paris #France 📷
2026 marks 100 years since the birth of Agnes Owens. A year-long centenary programme will celebrate her life, writing, and legacy through archives, exhibitions, reissues, and public events. Full details via link in bio.
Once had privilege of listening to Ian McKellen perform at Oxford. Seemed timely then - even more so now.
Our most lenticular episode to date is out now, LENTIL SOUP 🥣
We discuss poetry by both Zharad & Maria Sledmere, & an extract from a short story by David Toulmin.
Link in bio to listen, but available wherever you listen to your podcasts 🍽️❤️✌🏻
What’s your secret to a good bowl of lentil soup?🧐
Et voilà! Overnight oats topped with port stewed rhubarb. Made again as I forgot to photograph the pots we had when recording on Sunday morning. Love how you can see the layer of honey through the oats. Returned to bed to eat it, looking at the sky on this gorgeous sunny morning & lazing around.
Please give the latest episode of my podcast with Colin Herd a listen!
We have such fun making them & hope our love of all thing food & literary comes across in the shows🍽️📚
Also - please give us a follow we’re new to Bluesky @letthemeatbooks.bsky.social
A pen and ink illustration of a Palestinian woman asleep in a palm tree
I did another illustration today. In a lot of Palestinian folktales, the heroine who is on an adventure will spend the night in a palm tree. I wanted to be less realistic with this one.
Glaswegian attracts a puzzled gaze by taking his haggis for a walk on Robert Burns' birthday, 25th January 1967 (photo: Keystone).
The amazing fifth installment of Who Owns The Clyde?
The Discoveries writing development programme and prize for unpublished women writers in the UK accepts novels in any genre of adult fiction, with entrants invited to submit the first 10,000 words of their novel and a synopsis
Midway through my weekly ‘big clean’ (house not self) and reminiscing about Wednesday’s lobster feast & wondering if ‘Wednesday lobster feasts’ weren’t a thing, I could probably hire a much needed lovely cleaner.
Then realising my friend bought my lunch, and I still can’t hire a cleaner.
Hey Bluesky it’s been a minute.
Well a big long year of a minute.
(I tend never to write the word minute as I can’t spell & second guessing is my life blood…’min-ate, mine-newt? min-ate, mine-newt?’ three times like a spell before I remember they’re both spelled minute).
Autumn on Campus 🍂🍁🍂🍁
Day of writing, Creative Conversations in the Uni Chapel, pasta at Little Italy (most important part) & dusk walk up to professors’ Sq.
Imagine going to a ‘Design your own Sleep Demon’ workshop
Imagine being in a almost trance like state, being guided towards your own sleep demon & finding out it’s 🥁🥁🥁
YOU!
I got shortlisted for The Bridport Prize in ⚡️Flash Fiction⚡️ Thanks @bridportprize.bsky.social
My first attempt at such a lean piece of FF & I wrote it on my phone just before the competition closed, just to see if I could. Turns out I could 🫶🏻
Jubilant, joyous evening at Glasgow Women’s Library celebrating #Herland Our Lives in Protest👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼
Poetry, comedy, song, dance, activism!
Women cheering other women on so loudly & with so much love. Just beautiful🫶🏻
#dunno
Is it bad that the only commentary I want to hear is Jerry hall’s
Nooooooo.
I chewed it. I chewed yoghurt🫣
