I cannot begin to tell you how excited I am about the film "A Street Cat Called Bob"! I first read James Bowen's brilliant book several years ago and I loved it. It is truly a story of hope and triumph over adversity and I know from experience just how a cat can have such a profound effect on one's life! I have also read "The World According To Bob" and "A Gift From Bob" and every time I pick one of them up, I get a warm fuzzy feeling that reminds me of slippers and hot chocolate! I cannot recommend it highly enough if you are looking for a warming read this winter! I knew the film was coming but now it is here, I can hardly wait to see it!
Last weekend, Steve and I celebrated our 17th wedding anniversary! Unbelievable! We spent the weekend in London, staying at an hotel in Russell Square. We went to see "Matilda" at the Cambridge Theatre on the Saturday night. To me - a massive admirer of Roald Dahl and his work, this was an absolute treat. To Steve, who has never read one of Dahl's books, it was a journey of discovery - and he absolutely loved it. The little girl (I believe it was Clara Read at this performance) playing the lead role was an astonishing professional and she delivered a truly stonking performance - especially during the story-telling sequences - becoming more fraught as the tale of the escapologist and the gymnast reached its dramatic climax. I have only ever seen that level of professionalism in a child-actor on stage before and that was when we saw "Billy Elliot" a few years back. Watch out for Clara Read in the future - she is going to be a massive star one day!
Great news! I finally finished compiling the Young Writers' book "Word magic 2"! It just needs proof-reading then I will whip it over to the printers. I cannot wait to show my youngsters the dummy copy at tomorrow's AYW session! It doesn't look half bad actually although, for some reason, it has proved much more of a challenge this time than last time. Maybe that is because with the first one, I was flying pretty much on a wing and a prayer as I had no idea how to go about it and did so with sheer willpower and an overwhelming sense of urgency for the children's sake. It couldn't fail so it didn't! Hopefully the second one won't either!
I can't believe it is Bonfire Night tomorrow. I can't actually believe how fast this year has flown by, really and that I am sitting here on 4th November, in our lovely little home with its leaded windows, as fireworks snap, crackle and pop. Yes - even with one day to go, they are alive and well and kicking up a stink outside. I don't actually mind them - at a distance. To me they herald the coming of winter - scarves, hats, gloves, and, of course, the fact Christmas (always my favourite time of year; something I never outgrew and never want to) is less than eight weeks away!
I am still no closer to starting a new book and I desperately want to. There has just been so many distractions this year, so I promised myself today that, come January, I will make 2017 my Writing Year. 2016 has been my Poetry Year. I have published a few, tweeted a lot and written a ton of them. And one day, maybe - just maybe - I will do something with them all. But next year I want to write something I can really sink my teeth into. The ideas are there - the rest will just have to follow.
So that is it for now, my oh so silent readers. I promise I will do my best not to leave it another month before I write the next post! Arrivederci!