Last week, I was heading home after a morning's lesson, and midday's horse-reiking, musing out the window of the bus. I thought about my novel, and what I've done to promote it, particularly the bit where I went on the TV show [see the Consuming Passions category.] Well, that was something, it made me feel …
What To Do on a Horseless Monday
Bank Holiday Monday: had a meeting in town, and then decided to do something I haven't done for ages. I went to the gym for a swim. Hadn't gone is so long, the dude at the desk looked up after he checked me in and asked, 'Em, so are things working out for you at …
Coolest. Thing. Ever.
I had been nipping in to Easons, the bookshop I'd lurked around on my book day... oh, you know... just about every day. It's my northside bookshop, they get a lot of my business, they stock stationery and art supplies and Yankee Candles and horse stickers — one stop shopping, as you can see — …
Pants on Fire: Part II
When I sit on the bus or the tram [not often in the taxis; Dublin taximen are notoriously chatty], I am often writing posts, in my head, telling myself the story of the thing I'm going to write. Right now? Not so much. I'm writing an awful lot, work wise, which is great, but it's …
Hellloooooooooo!
I'm back. I am surprised at how much head space my book party took up, which probably seems ridiculous, but there you go. I suppose I was downplaying to myself, or whatever, so I wouldn't get to mental, but it didn't help. I was nervous as a bag o' cats. Anyway, back to the blog, …
Happy Anniversary to Me!
IF I DO SAY SO MYSELF, AGAIN It hit me as I was picking out Rebel's feet: it was exactly two years to the day that I first started down this horse riding road. And look at me! I thought. How far I've come from my first lesson. There I was, confidently picking up Rebel's …
An Existential Query
I wonder, will Amazon recommend me to myself? Will that be akin to meeting my doppelganger, or something? Or if I then fall down in the coast road, will anybody hear it?
Happy Book Day To Me!
IF I DO SAY SO MYSELF I was on my way to my usual Thursday private lesson. It was early, I was up way early, I was more than ready to greet this day. My first novel, after all the mentioning and public relating, was finally going to be out there, in the world. I …
Walk On By
AS IN: THESE BOOTS ARE MADE FOR In an effort to begin to take better care of the boots I do have, rather than daydreaming about new ones, or worse, actively spending the money on yet another pair of boots, I decided to drop them in to the cobblers to get them spruced up and …
All King Edward’s Horses Carry Many Brave Fools
Would this be the common mnemonic, or is it different in your part of the world?
MANY BRAVE FOOLS 