Writing – Rebecca E Brown

One of the greatest traditions my mother ever passed on to me is that of the ‘Sticky Bun Moment’, the

The first time I really met the Queen, she was in her bedroom. I must have been around 8, perhaps,

Before we go too far, a warning. In the words of Baz Luhrmann, ‘[nostalgia] is a way of fishing the

It’s around 1983, maybe 1984, and my goodness, my arms ache. I have been practicing my very first starring role

I’m huffing up the stairs, socks straggling and escaping from the jumble in my arms. Every two steps one piece

Today was a landmark day. Today, I finally returned to the lowest weight that I have recorded, the weight I

I’m huffing up the stairs, socks straggling and escaping from the jumble in my arms. Every two steps one piece

In case you’re wondering what I’m talking about, have a peek at Part One here. If you read that already,

I went to my first every writing conference at the weekend – Newcastle Writing Conference, arranged by New Writing North

A short and sweet post today. My baby girl is TWO today. I absolutely can’t believe we’ve had her for

We were in Smyth’s toy shop yesterday. Emily had fallen over in the previous shop and bumped her head on

Uh oh. That was a bad start to the A-Z Challenge, wasn’t it? When I realised I’d missed C, I

Last year was a bit of a rough ‘un. For a multitude of reasons; I’m not going to go through

April 1st! This year is really flying over. It doesn’t seem two minutes since I did a blog post saying

As most of my friends online know, my grandpa has been very ill for about a month. He’s currently being

This morning I finished my first ever draft of a novel. A WHOLE novel. What I wrote. Me. Ahem. I

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