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Summer golden hues are fading into brown… | Vanessa Woolley
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Autumn: a poem for National Poetry Day →. October 5, 2015 · 2:04 pm. Summer golden hues are fading into brown…. Well A great deal has happened since my last post. The summer has flown by in a flurry of hot July days and dull August ones. My holiday to Vietnam was the highlight of the summer. Thank you for entering the Kobo Romance Writing Life competition, and congratulations once again on making the shortlist. Can’t get better than that feedback for encouragement. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. You are com...
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It’s finished! | Vanessa Woolley
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Ice cream and hitting the 100,000 word mark. Summer golden hues are fading into brown… →. July 8, 2015 · 3:48 pm. At last it’s finished! The final review and edit of my novel ‘The Stranger Within’ is now complete. Such a feeling of relief. I am giddy with excitement, but kind of bored? For the last four weeks particularly, I have been getting up at 5.30 am to do 3-4 hours work on it in order to fit everything else into my life – like family, other writing work, the radio show, fitness (ha! Ich bin fertig;.
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Novels | Vanessa Woolley
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I am currently writing the third draft of my psychological suspense novel, ‘ Giving Up the Girl’. Here is the blurb:. When a decomposed body is found in a disused quarry in Cornwall, the lives of two women twenty years apart will become inextricably linked. Newly wed Helen Prowse supports her husband Jem when his stepsister Susie’s body is found. But Helen must dig deep to find her strength when Jem begins to change and slowly the secrets of his past are thrown up. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. July 8, 2015.
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Poetry | Vanessa Woolley
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As the 100th anniversary of Remembrance day looms, here’s a poem I wrote in June this year when all the poppies were in bloom. It seems to me as I look out. The day has flown by without me noticing. And now the fading tones of evening arrive. And I am wondering just how it happened. When I was younger. Time seemed to race by. Births, marriages and deaths. And now it waxes and wanes. A golden moon in the dark sky,. Teasing me with its glow. I once heard of a woman who loved only one man. 2016: A year of m...
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Ice cream and hitting the 100,000 word mark | Vanessa Woolley
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Lines Composed in the National Portrait Gallery. June 14, 2015 · 3:40 pm. Ice cream and hitting the 100,000 word mark. Okay A hundred thousand words is still a lot. But today all my dieting (read, editing) is beginning to pay off and my manuscript is now a great 99,959 words. And there are still more words to lose, paragraphs to eliminate and chapters to chop. Still, getting below the 100,000 level is a big achievement and must therefore be celebrated with something highly calorific and delicious. Ice cr...
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Column Writing | Vanessa Woolley
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Vanessa has been writing for the Maidenhead Advertiser for over eight years. She writes humorous columns about family life and the perils of begin a parent in the twenty first century. Here is my most recent column from January 2017:. January is a funny month, some would say cruel (although TS Eliot declared April to be the cruelest). We start the year slightly jaded, whether it is from drinking or eating too much over the festive season. Dry January begins on the 1. And gym memberships go up. So, here’s...
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Autumn: a poem for National Poetry Day | Vanessa Woolley
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Summer golden hues are fading into brown…. 2016: A year of many sad losses in the entertainment world; of political shocks; of writing and not writing and of losing my gallbladder… →. October 8, 2015 · 4:29 pm. Autumn: a poem for National Poetry Day. The mist is draped over the valley. A cloak against the day. The early morning traffic moves slowly. Windscreen wipers clearing moisture. Heaters churning out warmth. And the sun, reluctant to give in to winter, chases clouds. Jewels against the blue sky.
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Newer posts →. June 9, 2015 · 7:14 pm. When Does Research Overtake Creativity? Could I be going across to the dark side of crime writing? So how much research is needed for a romantic suspense? How much detail is required to convince the reader that the story is plausible? However, it becomes more difficult when you then want to align the victim to their killer. That is when my pedantic side comes out. How credible can my forensic information be? The reading of the first draft of my novel by a reader fro...
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Lines Composed in the National Portrait Gallery | Vanessa Woolley
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I’ve Been On A Diet – A Word Loss Diet. Ice cream and hitting the 100,000 word mark →. June 9, 2015 · 7:40 pm. Lines Composed in the National Portrait Gallery. Your Country Needs You. The eldest ladies knitted slowly with time and skill,. Eyes straining and fingers knotted. The green and brown wool in aproned laps. The matrons, their young, hanging off their arms, knitted faster,. A margin of error in their work. But someone’s got to get the meal on. The young women knitted and gossiped,. October 8, 2015.
