Welcome to justthoughtsnstuff

I started posting to jtns on 20 February 2010 with just one word, 'Mosaic'. This seemed an appropriate introduction to a blog that would juxtapose fragments of memoir and life-writing. Since 1996, I'd been coming to terms with the consequences of emotional and economic abuse that had begun in childhood, and which, amongst other things, had sought to stifle self-expression. While I'd explored some aspects of my life through fiction and, to a lesser extent, journalism, it was only in 2010 that I felt confident enough to write openly about myself. I believed this was an important part of the healing process. Yet within weeks, the final scenes of my family's fifty-year nightmare started to play themselves out and the purpose of the blog became one of survival through writing. Although some posts are about my family's suffering - most explicitly, Life-Writing Talk, with Reference to Trust: A family story - the majority are about happier subjects (including, Bampton in rural west Oxfordshire, where I live, Oxford, where I work, the seasons and the countryside, walking and cycling) and I hope that these, together with their accompanying photos, are enjoyable and positive. Note: In February 2020, on jtns' tenth birthday, I stopped posting to this blog. It is now a contained work of life-writing about ten years of my life. Frank, 21 February 2020.

New blog: morethoughtsnstuff.com.

Tuesday 12 April 2011

st frideswide's square

On the bus on the way home.

Went to colleague's leaving do at the Divinity School, which was fun. Good luck, Jayne! Lovely to see, amongst other old friends, Helen, who used to work at the Bod and who we knew when we lived on Osney.

Also went to a former diploma student's book launch in north Oxford. Look out for The Partridge and the Pelican by Rachel Crowther, Hookline Books, ISBN 9780956517791.

Hoped to hear Rachel read but had to leave before she had time to do so--too busy signing books. Can't be bad!

Beautiful sunset over St Frideswide's Square and the Said Business School when I started typing. Slightly melancholy in a chilly-tingly sort of way, it has to be said.

Now going through Eynsham listening to Zane Lowe's album of the week from Fleet Foxes. Gorgeous music.

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