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Newsletter forty two (by Jonty Stewart)
Sep. 30th, 2011 01:51 pmBrought to you by Jonty Stewart, as Mrs Cochrane is too worked up over the rugby world cup to make any sense. By this time tomorrow, she’ll either be ecstatic or suicidal. Apparently there’s a big game in New Zealand that’ll determine whether England or Scotland (or both) make it through to the next round. I predict marital discord in both the Anglo-Scottish Cochrane household and at Forsythia Cottage.
News:
Charlie has been doing/have done quite a lot of blogging recently. You can keep up with her at her Live Journal or any of the places it feeds to (for example her Goodreads page) to see what she’s been blethering about. Her latest concerned some EM Forster gay short stories she didn’t know existed. (Forster’s a nice lad, if a bit earnest. We sometimes see him on King’s Parade looking even more serious than Orlando manages.)
Charlie is also at the Festival of Romance on the 22nd October, taking part in a panel on gay romance and MCing the session of authors reading the opening 150 words of their novels. She’ll need to take a whistle to cut off over-runners...
Keep an eye out next week for a little Cambridge Fellows freebie short story. Remember when we went on holiday to France? Orlando rather blotted his copybook, and is so embarrassed by the episode he hasn’t even told my mother about it.
Orlando Coppersmith’s expression as he picked up the post from the mat was what Jonty Stewart would have referred to—in his more colloquial moments—as a dead giveaway. He stood transfixed, turning the stiff, light green envelope over in his hands.
“From the Bailiffs, is it, Orlando? Or has the Vice-Chancellor found you out at last?”
“No.” Orlando passed the letter across. “It’s from France.”
“Oh.Oh. Do you want me to read it through before you look at it?”
Inspiration:
Charlie is the queen of avoiding having her picture taken. This is a rare snap of her and her eldest, on holiday, which is where she always gets inspired.
Jonty
News:
Charlie has been doing/have done quite a lot of blogging recently. You can keep up with her at her Live Journal or any of the places it feeds to (for example her Goodreads page) to see what she’s been blethering about. Her latest concerned some EM Forster gay short stories she didn’t know existed. (Forster’s a nice lad, if a bit earnest. We sometimes see him on King’s Parade looking even more serious than Orlando manages.)
Charlie is also at the Festival of Romance on the 22nd October, taking part in a panel on gay romance and MCing the session of authors reading the opening 150 words of their novels. She’ll need to take a whistle to cut off over-runners...
Keep an eye out next week for a little Cambridge Fellows freebie short story. Remember when we went on holiday to France? Orlando rather blotted his copybook, and is so embarrassed by the episode he hasn’t even told my mother about it.
Orlando Coppersmith’s expression as he picked up the post from the mat was what Jonty Stewart would have referred to—in his more colloquial moments—as a dead giveaway. He stood transfixed, turning the stiff, light green envelope over in his hands.
“From the Bailiffs, is it, Orlando? Or has the Vice-Chancellor found you out at last?”
“No.” Orlando passed the letter across. “It’s from France.”
“Oh.Oh. Do you want me to read it through before you look at it?”
Inspiration:
Charlie is the queen of avoiding having her picture taken. This is a rare snap of her and her eldest, on holiday, which is where she always gets inspired.
Jonty
