Reflections from a Quiet Day
These two reflections are ones I shared during a Quiet Day at https://www.laundeabbey.org.uk/ recently. ‘What Do You See?’ I wrote for the day, and ‘It Is Well’ is taken from …
These two reflections are ones I shared during a Quiet Day at https://www.laundeabbey.org.uk/ recently. ‘What Do You See?’ I wrote for the day, and ‘It Is Well’ is taken from …
Many years ago, at Christmastime, my family gathered to watch the children perform a nativity play. As the eldest cousin, the rehearsal (singular, hastily implemented that morning) had been overseen …
For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as …
I’m writing this blog on 27th, which is Tracy Williamson’s slot (don’t worry, she’ll be back next month), because Tracy has a writing deadline with her publisher. https://morethanwriters.blogspot.com/2020/04/somewhere-in-writer-land-by-emily-owen.html
We faced the double doors which led to theatre. Only I could go through those doors. When I came out, after surgery, I’d be deaf. My parents knew the words …
A portmanteau, in linguistics, is the merging of two words. Today, I felt the need to coin a portmanteau. I took ‘Emily’ and ‘Amazon’ and made ‘Emazon’. Emazon. Probably not the …
As I looked around the Hall, I saw the people behind the doors. The people who read the words I’d once pushed through their letterboxes. This was my seventh book, …
Here’s a blog I wrote after winning an award at CRT recently: Being Beethoven
Stratford-upon-Avon is a favourite place of mine. It was there, back in 2001, at the Royal Shakespeare Theatre (RST) – another favourite place of mine – that I nearly missed checking one …