Upon this response, JK burst into a million shards and a great wind scattered her unhappy soul beneath the arc of a newly formed rainbow.

I’m old enough to remember when Generation X was a novel I’d just read and kinda liked. How old are you?

When I was in my early twenties I was sitting in the Prêt a manger in Leicester Square when my boyfriend told me ‘I sometimes wish you’d just make cups of tea and dinner and host like x’s wife’. I got up and walked out without a word and took the train home. He called that night and apologised /1

I was getting ready for pickleball the other day, something I love and never want to be late for. I forgot my knee support and had to go home for it. In the process of finding my knee support at home, I misplaced my keys. I searched the house for my keys. I was late for pickleball #adhdthreads /1

We live in the post truth era youtu.be/jvZwtqjOs4s?...

The Lucy Cavendish Fiction Prize now for the "unputdownable" novel f RT on unpublished women. The winner will receive a £1,500 prize, and all shortlisted authors get a one-on-one consultation with a literary agent.

Please share.

www.lucy.cam.ac.uk/fictionprize

Potentially useful desk sign.

This is how I spend most of my free time these days. Any fellow picklers out there?

If anyone gets this we can definitely be friends

Eating too much cake is the sin of gluttony. However, eating too much pie is okay because the sin of pi is always zero.
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So, I wrote this about losing my lovely dad earlier this year medium.com/@nicolanovel...

I’ve barely posted here yet but maybe I’ll start now medium.com/@nicolanovel...