Author Archives: Joanna Nadin
There’s no place like….
So my smelly little brother has washed the last of the Glastonbury filth off himself, and Andy Murray is yet again making me lose the ability to write in the afternoon, which can mean only one thing: the summer holidays … Continue reading
I AM Buttercup Jones (and Lola, and quite a few other characters too)
It’s the nature of writing that every heroine I have conjured up, from Penny Dreadful to Rachel Riley has a little of me in her. In the case of Rachel, pretty much all of me. So much so, that when … Continue reading
Buttercup Jones meet the World
OMG. Buttercup Mash is published, like, TODAY, and I am NOT EVEN JOKING. It’s on bookshelves in shops, and on Amazon, and everything, which, like I KNOW. I mean, seriously, have they no IDEA how OFF THE SCALE this is. … Continue reading
Penny Dreadful is unleashed
Not content with appearing at Hay not once, but twice this week, I also have a sickening three books out, the first of which, Penny Dreadful, is unleashed on an unsuspecting public today. Her name isn’t actually Dreadful, it’s Jones. … Continue reading
Making Hay (and the sun had better shine)
I love being a writer. I love being able to wear my pyjamas or a ballgown to work (and believe me, I have done both), without anyone but a seven year old telling me I am dressing inappropriately (although usually … Continue reading
Richard and Judy
There is no way of saying this without blowing my own trumpet, so cover your ears if you don’t like the noise, but ‘Spies, Dad, Big Lauren and Me has been picked for the Richard and Judy Summer Book Club, … Continue reading
Buttercup 2: Return of the crazy
Dear Dr Sven OK, so it’s, like, nine days until publication, not that I’m counting or anything, but, well, yes I am actually, wouldn’t you? I mean, it’s the biggest thing to happen to me since Rachel Riley messed it … Continue reading
Officially me
After years of woeful neglect (tumbleweed rolling across the ether, broken bottles, possibly dog poo lurking at the edges), my website has been given a much-needed makeover and update. You can find out more about me, Rachel Riley, and my … Continue reading
Bad hair day
When I was about nine, my sole desire was to own a Twirly Curls Barbie. This was a normal Barbie (in the American sense of the word, i.e. not at all) but with the added genius of a key in … Continue reading
The pursuit of love
I blame High School Musical – a film I blame for a lot of things (chirpy American accents, cheerleader outfits, being constantly told to ‘get my head in the game). But today, I am blaming it in part for Millie’s … Continue reading