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My right foot

25/08/2009 / Ellie

We’ve got history, my right foot and I. What you might call previous. GBH, ABH, assault with intent. It’s not pretty. Mostly it’s black, purple and a sort of greenish colour.

A few months ago, I was trying on some new clothes in the bedroom, and there was a discarded pair of jeans on the floor that I kept tripping over. My own stupid fault; my balance isn’t great so I should really have picked them up, but I didn’t. After one trip too many, I lost my temper and lashed out with my right foot, intending to kick them across the floor. Continue reading

Refreshingly free of elves

24/08/2009 / Ellie

That’s what the literary agent who phoned me this afternoon said. He’d thoroughly enjoyed reading my opening chapters, and could he see the rest, please?

Hmm, let me think about that for a moment…

I carry a USB memory stick with my ms on it. All the time. Yes, I am that sad. Naturally I emailed the whole kaboodle off to the agent so fast I think his head’s still spinning.

He’s going on holiday on Friday, and said he’d try to read it all by then and get back to me, or failing that when he returns mid-September.

Colour me chuffed.