My husband Gregor and I have lots of mutual interests. One of them is Rafael Nadal. Our love for Nadal is deep and enduring. His sportsmanship. The deep wrinkles around his eyes when he smiles. His mousey features. His modest acceptance speeches. His fire and...
It's Good Friday. We are faffing around the house. Folding laundry. Painting wooden eggs. Washing up. Putting away. Washing the car. The to-do list is endless. At some point, I might sit down to write, and my husband will start on his new painting. But...
I met friends for coffee the other day, and we got chatting about how we weave creativity into our lives. 'How do you do it?' they asked. 'How do you write books, and raise kids? Life feels so overwhelming sometimes.' My answer? Well, I just do it....
the secret science of magic Each time I've seen Melissa Keil's novels on the shelf in the last year, I have quite literally stopped, and gasped at their beauty, intoxicated by their names and their design. Finally, last summer, I had the chance to sink into Keil's...
When you close your eyes, and imagine a writer, what do you see? A person hunched over their desk, candlelight flickering? Is tapping of the typewriter or the scritch scratch on paper the only sound in the room? Historically, or archetypically, maybe, the writer is imagined...
A few months ago, I was camping with my family by a lake in Italy. End of story. No, actually...