Writing & Creativity Cool Finds
Read about how a German publisher was inserting ads about soup into their authors’ books (to offset their acquisition costs). Yes, really.
Here is a list of wonderful words without an English equivalent. Some of them are really lovely – have a look for ‘tsundoku’ and ‘mudita’.
Out-of-copyright books sometimes make fresh appearances into the world. Apparently, in this world of public domain publishing, some classics can come with eye-wateringly-weird book covers. Check out the Anne of Green Gables one. Feel free to hit reply and share your favourite(s)!
Random read: The Butterfly Redemption – an uplifting long read looking at how scientists, volunteers and incarcerated women are all working towards helping an endangered butterfly species.
Random read 2: Thefts at the British Museum – a long read unravelling (part of) the story. Spoiler: there’s apparently no trillionaire criminal mastermind wanting to decorate an elaborate underground lair with stolen antiquities behind the thefts.
Something I created
Flowersend
…Just that day, yet another tenant had been spotted moving boxes upon boxes upon crates into the third shop from the left. It was the one with the lavender paint on its shopfront, the legacy of its previous tenant, a failed florist. The sign declared its name (with sad prescience) in pretty curlicue lettering to be Flowersend.
That very night, three youths with a string of petty crimes behind them broke into the shop.
As it happened, it was one of those nights where the clouds were an eerie white blanket over the dark, still earth. Not romantic. Not matter-of-fact. Where the primitive instincts born of long-ago memories rise through layers of suppression and socialisation to make you uneasy, wary, of the waiting dark.
It was the kind of night where, if you believed in the supernatural, you would know otherworldly beings were out and about tonight and you would prudently retreat indoors. The kind of night where, if you were a stolid, unimaginative type, your mind would nevertheless dredge up all the creepy real life crime dramas you’d ever consumed to gnaw at your thoughts. The kind of night where, even if you resolutely didn’t believe in anything to do with ghost stuff, you would still walk a bit faster to get into the warmth and light of inside, and then heave an unconscious sigh of relief once the door closed behind you.
The trees across the road held up their branches and leaves in high, still supplication, witnesses to the shop door being skilfully prised open.
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Not the usual type of story I share here, but once in a while, it happens. The images definitely drove this story. Hit the story link to read the story and the behind-the-scenes.
Ree-flections
My tiny moments:
The other night, my LittleOne and I were talking about finishing a story we’d invented and LittleOne asked if I could make it into a book. I said yes and went to grab a copy of my co-edited Falling into the Five Senses antho as an example of a book I’d made. LittleOne looked at the cover with big eyes and hands clapped over mouth, and after asking if the book contained “google-flex infinity words”, said, “Mummy, maybe I could be a bookmaker when I grow up?” For the record, definite proud Mama moment!
LittleOne and I drew different flavours of lollipops. I was trying to find a fruit/flavour that could be matched to the dark turquoise-blue colour (with orange top – the blueberry flavour having been allocated to the light blue lollipops with purple top). I then discovered there is such a thing as a ‘blue sausage fruit‘. Yes, I know. No, it really exists.
We had a rare magical, misty morning with sun the other day. Then the sun disappeared and left grey, but this was very pretty while it lasted.
And finally, I did a kind of photo-essay (maybe photo-poem is more accurate?) of photos taken during a dusk walk around a local lake. I’ve posted it on my reeimaginedworlds blog, but am not convinced this is its best home yet. But for now, you can browse the photo-essay and its reflections here.
Thank you
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