Summertime Travels II: Huddersfield, Holmfirth, Manchester, London, and the Midlands
ngland again!
I have some more photos of our recent, short trip:
In other news, I have actually started one of the planned knitting projects! I've knit about one fifth of the baby blanket... Then I stopped, because I'm still tweaking the synopsis for the Carina Press submission, and also hosting a Master Class at the Compuserve Books and Writers Community, all about raising the stakes.
And I really, really need to catch up on blog comments. Thank you to everyone that's come by recently!
This new song is my current earworm:
And look! It's the 50th anniversary of From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler by E. L. Konigsburg.
The New Yorker has a nice retrospective.
I have some more photos of our recent, short trip:
Sherlock Holmes, on the walk between train stations in London
Views of Holmfirth, in Yorkshire
The House of Eccentricity, a quirky little shop in Holmfirth
The Last of the Summer Wine cafe
Dessert at Manchester hotel
The Empire Exchange record and book shop, Manchester
"Manchester has everything, apart from a beach" -- Ian Brown
Manchester train station
Me, and a daiquiri
Obligatory photo from the train
Buskers in Manchester, "One Love Manchester!"
Outside a Midlands pub...
Victoria and someone else -- I didn't cross the street to find out who it was!
Wellington
In other news, I have actually started one of the planned knitting projects! I've knit about one fifth of the baby blanket... Then I stopped, because I'm still tweaking the synopsis for the Carina Press submission, and also hosting a Master Class at the Compuserve Books and Writers Community, all about raising the stakes.
And I really, really need to catch up on blog comments. Thank you to everyone that's come by recently!
This new song is my current earworm:
Neil Finn, Second Nature
And look! It's the 50th anniversary of From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler by E. L. Konigsburg.
"Claudia knew that she could never pull off the old-fashioned kind of running away. That is, running away in the heat of anger with a knapsack on her back. She didn’t like discomfort; even picnics were untidy and inconvenient: all those insects and the sun melting the icing on the cupcakes. Therefore, she decided that her leaving home would not be just running from somewhere but would be running to somewhere. To a large place, a comfortable place, an indoor place, and preferably a beautiful place. And that’s why she decided upon the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City. ..."
The New Yorker has a nice retrospective.
Which song is currently stuck in your head?
Do you have any tips on raising the stakes for story characters?
Comments
I need to read that book again. It has been too many years.
My earworm: Gary Puckett, Run Little Girl... Never listened to the words before.
Oh yes, that Gary Puckett song. Even Young Girl has some, shall we say, odd lyrics. But I like the songs!
My current ear worm is Bohemian Rhapsody - an oldie but a goodie :)
~Jess