I know what you're going say about the photograph below. "That is not the birthplace of Jane Austen, Wordlander. That...is a field." Photo of field with arrow indicating location of house where Jane Austen was born And yes it is indeed a field. Because unfortunately, the original rectory of Steventon where Jane Austen was born... Continue Reading →
We all have at least one (possibly more) book we go back to again and again. One we've read so much the cover has fallen off. One we know back to front and sideways. One where the characters are like our friends and family, so real that if they turned up on the doorstep tomorrow,... Continue Reading →
It's always worth doing a bit of research before you travel, whether it be to somewhere you've been before or somewhere new. Before a recent walk, I did a bit of a search of the local area and discovered an authors grave I hadn't visited before. So I took a quick detour to St Mary's... Continue Reading →
"A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction"Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own, 1929 When Virginia Woolf wrote those words, she was referring to the specific condition of being a female writer. But outside of those specific intricacies, the need for a space to write... Continue Reading →
Places to go (now we can go places) I’m digging out and sprucing up blog posts to bring fantastically inspiring places to all you writers out there. Stay safe. There are some places you never think you'll see the inside of and a modern-day prison is certainly one of them. Dana Prison in Shrewsbury closed... Continue Reading →
If you're a writer, you're going to spend a good bit of time on your own. It's a cliche to say writers are introverts - but it's true to say you've got to be comfortable in your own company. Society isn't exactly understanding of this though. So if you want to be a writer you'll... Continue Reading →
C.S. Lewis is best known for his Chronicles of Narnia, with "The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe", being a perennial childhood favourite. He's buried in a small church graveyard, tucked away in what was probably once a village but has now been swallowed up into the Oxford suburbs. A handy sign points you to... Continue Reading →
I have two writing mascots on my desk - Kit and Granddad. Kit is well, a kitten - not much imagination there I'll grant you. Granddad is a vicar troll doll I bought back when troll dolls were a thing, and gave to my Grandfather (a former vicar) for Christmas. After he died, the doll... Continue Reading →
Places to go (when we can go places) I'm digging out and sprucing up blog posts to bring fantastically inspiring places to all you writers out there. Stay safe. Just a few metres underneath the city of Barcelona lies an ancient Roman world. On entering the Museu d'Historia de Barcelona, you first see all the... Continue Reading →
