Flâneuse. Part-time Parisian. Ocean lover.
Life in a Bookshop in Paris
There's a bookshop in Paris, that I've always been a little obsessed with. Right on the left bank of the Seine, in the shadow of Notre Dame, sits Shakespeare & Company bookshop and cafe. And, I have to say, it's pretty special.
Hercules and Tempest
The phone on the side table was ringing, shrill and unrelenting as Reginald Eldergrove stepped through the door, returning from lunch with an old school friend.
After three days of searching, the authorities had found nothing. “We’re so sorry for your loss,” Everyone seemed to say. "But there's nothing more to be done."
The Best Book to Film Adaptations
As a bookworm and a cinephile, I've seen a few book adaptations in my time, some better than others. There is perhaps nothing more disappointing to a bookworm than seeing a beloved novel poorly portrayed on screen, complete with poor casting choices and plot holes developed after crucial scenes from the book were omitted. On the other hand, there's perhaps nothing better than seeing a beloved novel portrayed exactly as you imagined, bringing a favourite tale to life before your eyes.
When I Write Female Characters, I Look to Elizabeth Swann
We've all heard of various tropes and cliches often found within fiction, such as the 'impossibly perfect' Mary Sue and the Manic Pixie Dream Girl. We see the same stereotypes again and again both on the page, and on our screens; the tough girl with the heart of gold, the ice queen, the brainiac whose sole purpose to the storyline is to supply vital, plot-driving knowledge (that last one can be found in both genders). Enough.
Once Upon a Time, We Stood Side by Side...
I was already planning to leave Paris when lockdown began and so, with Macron's announcement, I felt that I had little choice but to return to my home country; tiny old England. With a one way ticket to Athens, and a sailing course waiting for me in Corfu, I was packing up my life by March, and just starting to get anxious that Coronavirus would derail my plans. And, of course, that's exactly what did happen. Having just quit my job, and due to soon hand in the keys to my apartment, my flight was cancelled, and so instead I found myself taking a last minute Eurostar to good old London, quite unsure as to what I would do next.
Classic Childhood TV: Little-Known Gems
When it comes to the pop culture that I was exposed to, it's safe to say that I had an unusual childhood. I clearly remember my mother blaring out 70s boy band, The Osmonds, from the kitchen while I lip-synced Spice Girls, and, later, S-Club Seven, in my bedroom. Mum introduced me to The Jackson 5, while my Dad preferred Pink Floyd and The Who.
Lockdown, On My Terms
Lockdown began as I packed my bag for a summer at sea. Plane ticket ready. Boat waiting. Life neatly packed away. It was a trip I'd been planning for months, a summer of adventure like I'd dreamed of for over a decade. All on hold, for now.