'In strange pandemic times, I found this continual cycle comforting. As Sue Stuart-Smith observes: ‘When things are precarious…it is with the promise of spring that nature vouchsafes us an answer’. Bulbs you plant in autumn will come up in spring. '
'When I talk to RLF students or children in schools, I show them that scribble. I show them my notebook, full of crossings out. I do this to illustrate that inspiration for me often comes in snatches of thought; that a story doesn’t usually arrive fully formed. '
'I fell into that pavilion with the intense relief of diving into sleep after a broken night with a newborn baby. I didn’t hesitate — I just sat down and wrote. A novel for young readers, a picture book and a premise for a series. A dam had been broken. '
'I found myself imagining a family down our street, snuggling up with my story; reading, and laughing and enjoying it together. And I found that I loved writing. I loved the rewrites.'
'Metaphors churn on a walk to the shop. Phrases spin on the way to the park. If there's a stubborn knot of a problem, I save it for a run, where it is magically untangles and is recorded, breathlessly, on my phone.'
'You'll have three wonderful children, and you'll have the pleasure of rereading the books you reread, with them. You'll decide to leave your publishing job to be a freelance editor, but also, to write.'
After many years working at the kitchen table, Teresa Heapy explores the impact of a dedicated writing space, and the personal inspiration to be found on her new bookshelves.