Blog: Mel's Muse

Dry Mouth And Sinking Stomach - Photographer V Dentist

Dry mouth and sinking stomach.

‘Without wishing to cast aspersions on your profession,’ I said to the photographer, ‘I should tell you that as far as I’m concerned, having my photograph taken is akin to having teeth pulled.’

Actually, I’ve never had teeth pulled – but the sensations I experienced as my sitting room was invaded...

Posted at 10:15am on 29th July 2008

Is The F-word Foul?

Whatever happened to the old saying, 'Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me'? They can, of course. But only if we let them. Have we become a nation of wimps that we have to talk of legislation to prevent the use of certain words? Words like Chav, for...

Posted at 19:56pm on 21st July 2008

Journeys & Destinations

A visit to a friend in the Malverns, en route to my daughter, brought home, vividly, how fortunate we are. Forget the increase in car tax, food, fuel and heating. Put out of mind the drop in house-prices, the pesky politics, the miserable summer. Blake’s green and pleasant land is stunning; Elgar’s inspiration lush and...

Posted at 17:00pm on 17th July 2008

An Inrush Of Hissing Air

It must be the most expensive single purchase I’ve ever made on my own. Oh, no! There was the house, of course. I bought that at auction, whilst heavily pregnant, and exceeded my husband’s upper limit by several thousand. I could only plead temporary insanity and excessive competitiveness due to hormones. My other half and...

Posted at 09:46am on 10th July 2008

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Parent Power = Kids' Confidence

It was the doll’s clothes that reminded me. My daughter had decided that, at nearly four years of age, the twins were old enough to play with some of her most precious toys. So they’d arrived at my house armed with a doll’s buggy each, Katy, Lillibet, and the latter’s entire wardrobe. My heart...

Posted at 18:14pm on 6th July 2008

A Painful Post Mortem - Moving Bereavement Poem

I loved the bereavement poem in the book. It was so moving . . .

J . . . Long Crendon

Mel's Comment:

You mean Death is But A Door? Thank you. I don’t really consider myself a poet, but the verses certainly seem to have attracted a great deal of interest, not least among Google searches....

Posted at 14:53pm on 6th July 2008

Cumcaritas With Love

WRITING RIGHTS & WRONGS

Are you as fed up with the negative concept of society as I am? Every day we’re bombarded with news about failing governments, education, health and housing services, marriages, families and kids – and that’s without all the heartbreak of home-grown drug and alcohol abuse, 20 million children starving to death worldwide...

Posted at 11:08am on 2nd July 2008

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Long Crendon Ladies Breakfast

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What an interesting and enjoyable couple of days we've had, my Better Half and I, away from home and away from our respective computers. For me, it was a rare opportunity to exchange the solitary slog of the...

Posted at 01:00am on 21st June 2008

A Painful Post Mortem - Raw Emotion

Your book was a good read with a lot of raw emotion. You portrayed the struggle the family had really well.

Sandra, Sussex

Mel's Comment:

Thanks Sandra. As an author, I wanted to be real about the emotions that are aroused by the sudden and shocking death of a young person, but at the same time...

Posted at 01:00am on 30th May 2008

Uv Readers' Group Meeting

THEME: FAMILY LIFE

Study books: The Family, Jack & Judith Balswick; Bringing Home the Prodigals, and Teenagers, Rob Parsons

Do you remember, any of you, the TV advert of the little girl weighing up the pros and cons of ‘Daddy or chips?’ Well, we had something of a Daddy or chips evening on Wednesday.

A new venue for...

Posted at 20:00pm on 21st May 2008

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