I don’t know about you, but I feel that we’ve learned a lot this past year. We’ve learned what we are made of, that we can be faced with the impossible and can survive. And it seems that, at this point in our global nightmare, the population has split itself into the ‘everything is fine … More The hero stress response
So, we had the long weekend. Which was great. By great, I mean it involved painting, because of course it did. We moved into this new house six months ago, and pre-move, my best line was “Oh, it’s great. Yeah, it needs nothing doing to it”. Hahahaha…yeah…turns out that when you by a house after … More The best of plans
*clear throat* *assumes mournful expression* My name is Emma Kavanagh and I am a neglectful website owner. I could make excuses, but we both know that would be lame. Look at me getting down with the lingo of the youth. God, I need to get out more. I have no excuses to make. I’m rubbish. … More We’re back…
I feel like I have spent my entire life falling apart. But it was only when the world ground to a halt and it became clear that everyone else was falling apart too, that I realised I needed to write about it. Look, let’s be frank. I am a nerd. Through and through. When everything … More HOW TO BE BROKEN
I love the Hay festival. I love all literary festivals, but there is a special place in my heart for Hay. As a child, my parents would bring me to this beautiful little town with its dizzying array of bookshops, and would set me loose. For a nerdy little kid for whom the real world paled in comparison to the myriad worlds found in books, Hay On Wye was a land of dreams.
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For anyone who’s missed it, I have some exciting news. I have just signed a three book deal with Orion books. I am thrilled to be once again working with the awesome Fran Pathak, and to be diving into my first ever trilogy. Eek! … More New Pastures
It is International Women’s Day, and this year that feels like a massively important thing. Because it has become clear over the past months that equality is far, far from a reality. And yet, for so many women I know, this day is at best to be ignored, at worst it is an embarrassment. Why is that? Why do so many women say the word ‘feminist’ with a curled lip, an expression of disdain? … More A day for women
Somehow it’s February. I’m not sure how that happened. Although apparently it is commonplace for it to follow January. But much of the past month has spun by in a whirl of my own deviousness, for I have been plotting. It’s not as sinister as it sounds and, whilst it is tempting to take a shot at world domination -seriously, how much worse could I be than what we’re currently dealing with??? – I have, for now, restricted myself to the world of books.
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For me, stories come from characters. Whilst I will often begin with the vaguest idea for a story, it will not begin to take its fullest shape until I have an understanding of the characters who inhabit it. Just like we change the world around us, simply by moving through it, the same is true for the … More