-
At Hay Festival – Joanne Harris on Writing and Voodoo
To me, books are their own type of magic, transporting us to someplace else. When I hear an author talk about formulas, and how books just don’t happen, write themselves, open themselves to you, I find myself a bit disappointment. Joanne Harris does not disappoint. She was at the Hay Festival to talk about her newest book, “Peaches for Monsieur le Curé”, the third book in the “Chocolat” series. She was funny and personable, and a delight to listen to. Talking with Paul Blezard, he commented that Vianne was a character that has always haunted him and wondered if she visits Harris as well. “The difference between writing and madness….is…
-
A View of Hay
My brain is reeling with so much going on here in town, so I thought I’d post a few pictures of Hay dressed up for the Festival and Jubilee, as well as a few random shots of the Festival itself, taken quickly between the kidlings tired whinges. THIS way! It was a busy day on the Festival site. Plenty of things to explore. The High Street is crowded and all decked out. There is always something going on in the Memorial car park. Thankfully, the less than sunny weather hasn’t kept visitors away! I really do love life in Hay! (Except, perhaps, for the tourists walking IN the street. Back…
-
Hay Festival – Cressida Cowell on Imagination and Dragons
One of my current favorite children’s authors is Cressida Cowell; I’d say she probably tops Boo’s list, too, as he has powered through most of the books in her “How to Train Your Dragon” series. We were pretty chuffed that she returned to Hay Festival this year. With her typical uncontainable energy and thoughts flying off on tangents about as quickly as the words could tumble out of her mouth, she practically bounced around the stage as she talked about the importance of imagination, her sources of inspiration…and lying. Similar to her talk in 2010, she started off describing her summer holidays as a child on a remote island off…
-
Hay Festival…Off and Raining…erm…Running!
As the 25th anniversary of the Hay Festival arrived, so did the rain. I’m not surprised, and I wonder why everyone else is. It is as much a part of the tradition as the Telegraph bags (even if they aren’t the Guardian – they are MUCH nicer than last years, thankyouverymuch), sitting on the lawn with a book (or at the edge of the walkway, given the weather), craning for a glimpse of the famous and infamous (and maybe even sitting behind one at supper) and cleaning glitter off the back of your jacket from where some child (likely mine) bumped into you after joyfully creating a masterpiece in an event…
- Uncategorized
Silent Sunday
* * * * *
