Sunday, August 20, 2006


I've just been on holiday in darkest Dorset (back in the shop tomorrow, if you missed me) and while I was away I had the disconcerting experience of turning into a character from a famous novel.

Bear with me on this.

I had set up my computer by the downstairs window of the cottage where I was staying and every morning as I worked on my novel (I didn't say it was a fun holiday) a group of three small children would come and play just outside. At first they ignored me and I tried to ignore them, but after a while I heard them talking about "the lady on the computer". Soon afterwards, they developed a new game. One or other of them would creep up to the window and look inside, and when I noticed and looked at them, they would scream and run away.

Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce myself. I am Boo Radley.

(If we have time, I can also tell you about how in three days the only person I spoke to was an old man who came and knocked on my door and accused me of stealing his metal detector, but I think we should save it for another time, as I'm tired, I haven't unpacked yet, and I don't know which major work of literature it references.)


  1. Ah yes, the famous lost second volume of my novel...

  2. Sounds like a great holiday, Marie! With a little dressing up, maybe you could have been Cruella de Ville? (if I'm spelling that right - but hey it's too early for cultural references!...)


    Anne B

  3. and did you steal his metal detector ?