A shining star aka a northern light
Never get lost in the darkness.
Hello Pocket Friends,
You get no newsletters for months then two come along at once..
The latest news about my shop, ‘Secret Pocket Books’ is that I managed to jump through the flaming hoops required to get Star Seller Status on Etsy! It’ll be short-lived because I don’t think that I’ve even got the required £££ of stock in my shop at present to meet the minimum sales figure required to qualify again any time soon. But, I’ll take this little win for now.
So, I’d best get cracking and make a few more things to sell. I’ve got a couple of books drying in the press and 4 more ready to sew.
Check out my festive gift wrap! Every book is wrapped like this, but usually with brown kraft paper. I’ve gone red for Christmas. I’ve tried to do that Japanese speed wrapping thing but haven’t yet mastered it.
Talking of books, if you’ve started your Christmas shopping and you’re looking for books to buy as gifts , then I can recommend the following online bookshops.
Persephone Books reprints neglected fiction and non-fiction, mostly by women writers and mostly dating from the mid-twentieth century.
Slightly Foxed brings back forgotten voices through its series of beautifully produced little pocket hardback reissues of classic memoirs.
My Hitlist
This film brilliantly captures that uneasiness of being a young woman around men who may not necessarily care abut your wellbeing. Not a film for a first date!
My ringtone for my mobile phone is ‘This Charming Man’ and occasionally I get a phone call in public. (I don’t actually know why we refer to those mini portable computers as “mobiles'“, “phones” or “cells” as we rarely use them for their original intended purpose.) Anyway, sometimes a stranger will recognise the tune and start singing, “Punctured bicycle…..” then we look at each other and smile.
I find it hard to believe that it’s 40 years since this song was released……
It’s about that time of year to start watching those (mostly) American rom com Christmas films. You know the ones. Where the adult children come home for the holidays with bags of beautifully wrapped presents. The family home is large and spacious with an attic, shed or basement full of photograph albums waiting to be rediscovered. Where people go shopping on Christmas Eve and still manage to get everything they need giftwrapped in store. Strangers swap houses, everyone gets a fortnight off work, fiancees decide that they’re destined for someone else they’ve only heard about on the radio or move into a castle bought with from the royalties of their author career. I guess it makes a change from middle-aged women going on holiday to Europe after a bad-breakup, only to fall in love with a dilapidated Italian villa and the local kitchen fitter.
I guess that this is my favourite one.
Until next time,
Nx