About

A blog about life as a writer and editor based in small villages; writing about small tragedies, small triumphs, large ideas and states of independence.

4 responses to “About

  1. Fiona Davies

    Lovely article. Thanks, Jan.

  2. maria grech ganado

    didn’t realise we had so much in common though we’ve met at the beginning of Cinnamon Press, which I appreciate so much – have just emerged from 40 years in a desert of feeling and compassion, shedding all the chemicals I’d picked up on the way.
    Malta is a small place too, and I’ve chosen to live in a very small independent-minded village where eggs are still fresh, and sheep are kept in backyards by a woman whose father kept goats, who I’ve always preferred to the stupid sheep, who, as in Far from the Madding Crowd (and I’ sure Hardy chose the mistake) follow suicidal leaders to death. I too am separated but recently in love with a very stubborn Aries ram whose perspective on Eve needs to be changed 🙂 Great challenge, great fun :).
    I’ll have lots of new poems soon, which I think you will enjoy publishing, as you have done with single items before now – I see to have an affinity of spirit with Welsh artists – Menna Elfyn is one of my dearest friends, and I have visited.
    By the way, I know 2 women who were ordained priests, a maureen whose surname I have forgotten and a college contemporary at Girton whose first name I have forgotten, but was/is married to Elizabeth Bradbrooks. nephew – does that ring a bell? Or several 🙂

    love
    maria

  3. maria grech ganado

    my ramming agent in Cambridge, though both still virginal in 1965, was Mark Selwyn Gummer, son of a High Church Minister, and a brother to Peter Selwyn Gummer, now Lord Something, and John Selwyn Gummer, whose first political eeting I attended in Brighton. Do I need to tell you which college they were in? Mark’s parents were most distressed I was Roman Catholic at the time, though John eventually embraced the more conservative faith when women were ordained priests 🙂 I have nothing in common with Mark anymore, though we were crazily in love at the time

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