Welcome to one of my favourite places in the world. I'm not going to tell you exactly where it is, because not many people have discovered it for the treasure that it is, and as a result it is still a relatively peaceful backwater. Most people head to the nearby holiday town (two words that strike…
The Duck Huggle
OMG, my daughter (Miss B.) has beaten me to it. She's written a book. And it's good. Gripping, even. She disappeared to her writing corner the other day with paper, a pen and a determined look. More than an hour later she emerged, ink stains on her fingers and that slightly wild look on her face that…
The Singing Scribe
I was on stage recently, belting out a parody of Bohemian Rhapsody with a group of fellow musical theatre-ites (fortunately it was a paid gig, which made it bearable), and it got me thinking about music and writing and the ways in which we humans express ourselves. I'm a trained singer and I've been involved in musical…
Divine Inspiration
So I’m watching my daughter’s swimming lesson at the local pool today. When I say “watching”, I mean periodically glancing up from my writing notebook, where I am frantically scribbling random ideas and brainstorm notes about my novel-in-progress as I try to work out a tricky plot conundrum. Near the end of the lesson the…
Furnishing Desire
Could you write a short story in EXACTLY 100 words? I had a go today... You stand in the corner, silent. Your legs, your arms, your back all curve luxuriously, solipsistically stealing space. You are taunting me, teasing me. Come. Closer. Covet. I circle you, regarding with giddy wonder the graceful whorls and lattices traced intricately…
A few of my favourite things
See my list of Goodreads just over there to the right? I thought it was about time I shared my thoughts about some of my favourite books. I do this hesitatingly, because I'm a tad cynical about "my favourite anything" lists. I suspect people angst over making one because they're worried about what others will…
I Grow Old
Apologies to those who have already read this story. I realised today I had mistakenly put it in the Trash. It has been revived. It started on a Tuesday in September. She was in the shower, lathering up, pondering the day to come, when she happened to look down at her hands as they moved up…
Jasper the despot cat
I love cats. I own two - Samantha and Lucy - and our neighbourhood is full of them. There is only one, however, of note: Jasper, the cat next door. He's huge. He's intimidating. He scares the living bejesus out of my two poor little girls. You always know when he's coming because, incongruously, this huge boy wears…
The Writer
I wrote this story to be the "anchor" of a short story collection which is still a work in progress. Each story can stand alone and be read as a complete piece, but they are all linked to this one – in some cases so subtly that the reader may have to search for the connection.…
Experiencing Samoa
It's been a while since my last post. Apologies. School holidays tend to put the brakes on any writing urges (and opportunities). I'm back with a vengeance now though, teaming with new ideas. You'll be sick of me before too long. Another reason behind the writing hiatus was a trip to Samoa. I had wanted to…
Patricia Bell, Author 