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Hot salty nuts. In maple syrup. Wild swimming fuel.Immortalised on an owl. Not a sentence I ever thought I’d write, but one I love. Spot it on the Minerva trail in Bath this summer.Happy Father. About to dive into the harbour. Cornwall. 1950s.Me and my bro, hanging out in Essex. When the sun always shone and everything was orange.For lo, it was decreed that now is the time to gin up the rhubarb for winter.Grown up book 3 research reading. Roll on the summer when I can curl up with this stack.Twitter
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Tag Archives: Joanna Nadin
Birdy Jones is all alone
Of all the questions I get asked on school visits, there are several perennials: How old are you, Miss? How much do you earn, Miss? Do you know JK Rowling / Jacqueline Wilson / David Walliams / any other much … Continue reading
Posted in creative writing, Fiction, middle grade, Reading
Tagged Joanna Nadin, Joe All Alone, Leeds United, Liz Kessler, MG, Sean Bean, UKMG
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CBBC’s Joe All Alone and the truth about child poverty
Joe All Alone is a book (and, now, BBC TV series) about friendship. It’s a book about family, and what constitutes that today. It’s a book about bullying. It’s a book about difference and acceptance. But beneath all that, it’s … Continue reading
Posted in Blog, Fiction, middle grade, Teen, Uncategorized, YA
Tagged CBBC, child poverty, Daniel Frogson, Home Alone, Joanna Nadin, Joe All Alone, Joe Sims, Vas Blackwood
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Bid on Bloody Everything
In a bid (oh come on) to raise money for Marie-Curie, whose nurses look after terminally ill patients and support their families, a bunch of authors are auctioning off signed and dedicated copies of latest releases, including books from Ruth … Continue reading
Posted in 1970s, 1980s, love, romance, women's fiction
Tagged 1970s, 1980s, Essex, Joanna Nadin, Mantle Books, Picador, Queen of Bloody Everything, signed copy
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A face for radio
Many years ago, when I still thought I’d lead a glamorous life in the meejah, I read radio news for a living. And it’s a medium I adore – the focus on words, the invisibility of it, so that, when … Continue reading
Posted in Blog, Fiction, Uncategorized
Tagged BBC London, Essex, Joanna Nadin, Mantle Books, Pan Macmillan, Radio 1, Saffron Walden, swearing, The Queen of Bloody Everything
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The Queen of Bloody Everything (including the Indy’s and Red’s Top 10)
I know the rule: don’t read reviews, good or bad. That way you don’t risk heartbreak, or ranting mintily on Twitter. But that way you don’t get the ridiculous overexcitement that comes with this: making both Red magazine’s and the … Continue reading
Posted in Blog, Fiction
Tagged daughters, Joanna Nadin, mothers, Saffron Walden, The Queen of Bloody Everything, women's fiction
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The Carnegie Feeling
I have never been one of life’s winners when it comes to sport, barely even scraping third in the 1979 St Mary’s Primary sports day yoghurt-pot-and-umbrella race (actual race, involving running wildly around the field with an empty Ski pot … Continue reading
Posted in Blog, YA
Tagged Anthony McGowan, Atom Books, Carnegie Medal, Everybody Hurts, Hachette, Joanna Nadin, Leeds, Little Brown, love, teen romance, YA
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First lines and first chapters
Find out how writers from David Almond to Frank Cottrell Boyce to Sue Townsend have grabbed their readers from the off, and kept them turning pages long into the night. And have a go at writing your own first page … Continue reading
