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Sunday, August 23, 2009

Writing Therapy Blog Tour


Writing Therapy is a unique book that I read recently by my friend Tim Atkinson. To help reach a wider audience as the book deserves I welcomed the opportunity to host a leg of the book blog tour!

Writing Therapy can be purchased through Amazon, you will find a link on the left hand side of the page! Happy reading, and to whet your appetite here is a bit more information about the book;

This novel, published in 2008, explores the therapeutic use of writing in the treatment of mental illness. The protagonist, who starts the book as Frances Nolan but whose name changes midway through the book to Sophie Western, suffers from depression. Truanting from school, she spends her days in the local library reading 'more books than is good for her' and ultimately believing she is a character. Events are thus dictated for her by an external author. Out-of-control, she becomes seriously mentally ill, is hospitalised and ultimately cured thanks to the intervention of a young trainee, who manages to persuade the girl that she is the author of her destiny.

The book is set in the 1980's at a time when routine treatment of the mentally ill took place in large, often Victorian, psychiatric hospitals or asylums. The anti-psychiatry movement of progressive mental-health professionals such as R.D.Laing was often set in direct opposition within such institutions to traditional chemical and surgical procedures such as ECT. This debate - which is by no means over - is personalised in the novel as a struggle between two individuals: Ted, the Charge-Nurse in the Adolescent Unit, and a student psychiatric nurse called Will.

and my review of the book;

It is not often that I can call a book truly unique but this one is. It held my interest from star to finish. The plot told through therapy which could also be usefully extracted as a lesson on how to write a book is extremely cleverly done.
The narrative is also said, haunting as it chronicles a young girls breakdown and slow recovery. Some of the scenes are in ways harrowing but told in such a way that the action is somehow immediate but at the same time distance. Perhaps more remarkable is the author's ability to write convincingly as a teenage girl.

The writing is clear and multi-layered. I honestly felt compelled to reach the end of the story as from the beginning an attachment is formed with the characters that makes you want to find out how the story ends, if there is a cure, if the staff find happy resolutions. I would recommend that people who enjoy a read that will make them think get a copy of this book, as you will not be disappointed.

To help you get to know Tim a little better here is an interview with the man himself;
QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS
TIM ATKINSON, AUTHOR OF WRITING THERAPY

1. When did you start writing/Have you had anything published before?

When I was twelve I had a model railway – scenery, houses, landscape, the lot. In fact, it was a miniature model world; my pride and joy. I wrote a letter to ‘The Railway Modeller’ magazine asking if they’d like an article about it. They said ‘go ahead’ and so I sat down at the dining room table and began to write. I got paid £12, and I’ve been writing ever since!


2. How long did the book take to write?

Writing Therapy too the best part of five years from first ideas to completed manuscript. It was very stop-start at the beginning, because I knew what I wanted to do but didn’t have the confidence or skill to see it through. I actually signed up for a Creative Writing course with the OU mid-way through the novel. That helped enormously.


3. Is writing a full-time occupation now?

Now (my fifteen-month old son) Charlie has started walking he’s my full-time occupation, and I love it. I get time to write while he sleeps which is nowhere near enough, but in a funny way the pressure of getting words down quickly before he wakes can be quite liberating.


4. How long did it take to find a publisher?

There was another publisher interested in Writing Therapy – in fact, the one I’d always had in mind when writing it – but there were a couple of things about their terms I didn’t like. I never even bothered with any of the ‘big boys’ so-to-speak. I figured they’d all be far too busy throwing money at the likes of Simon Cowell to be interested in an unknown with an article in ‘Railway Modeller’ in his resume.


5. Can you say a little about your development as a writer?

Flushed with the success of my ‘Railway Modeller’ commission I did what all teenagers do and started writing poetry. I actually had a couple of things published in small arts magazines, and went to Hull University just to breathe the same air as Philip Larkin. When he stopped breathing (he died in my third year there – which had nothing to do with me, I hasten to add!) I started doing bits and pieces of freelance journalism, and was a regular contributor to a column called ‘This World of Ours’ on the Yorkshire Post. In fact, when I graduated I was going to be a journalist. But then I’d also quite fancied teaching, and someone said I’d better do a PGCE before Mrs Thatcher closed down all the teacher-training colleges. Twenty-one years later, I was still in the classroom.
6. What are you writing now?

I’ve just written a school text-book on the UK for a publisher called Wayland, part of a series covering countries of the world. I’m doing India next. I’ve also got a young adult novel almost finished. It’s about a boy with a passion for prehistoric mysteries, who leaves home looking for his mother.


7. Any tips for people wanting to be published?

Buy a model railway! Seriously, there’s probably some connection between making model worlds and writing stories. I was once told by a teacher at school that my essay-writing technique resembled throwing as much mud as possible, in the hope that some of it would stick. And he added, ‘it seems to work’. I think that’s my philosophy of writing. Just do it, and – you never know – some of it might ‘stick’!


8. What are your views of the publishing industry in general?

I’m amazed at how ‘industrial’ and old-fashioned publishing can be. Those huge advances for celebrity tat, the ‘deals’ with bookstores, even the old-fashioned ‘print-runs’. Will a few big names go under, like the banks? Will commissioning editors who’ve paid over the odds for some ghost-written drivel fall on their swords? I doubt it, but I’ve a feeling the whole business is about to change: e-books, Print-on-Demand, not to mention Amazon. And yet much of the industry is still stuck in the last century.

9. You’re donating 10% of the book’s royalties to the charity, Young Minds. Why?

The book deals with issues I’d seen first-hand as a teacher. In one of my roles in school I was responsible for pupil welfare and I was seeing a rise each year in the number of pupils suffering mental and emotional trauma. Young Minds exists specifically to support young people suffering from mental health-related problems. It also supports parents and other adults involved in the care of such young people. As a teacher I’d found Young Minds invaluable; as a writer I’m keen to do anything I can to help.


10. What are you currently reading?

Notes from Walnut Tree Farm, by Roger Deakin. I read his ‘Waterlog’ and fell in love with it. He has (or had - he died last year) a poet’s eye for vivid detail, which I’ve subsequently discovered is because he often wrote what was to become his prose as poetry first. Oh, and The Mortdecai Trilogy, by Kyril Bonfiglioli.

He also has two fabulous blogs of interest to writers and parents;
http://bringingupcharlie.blogspot.com/
http://writingtherapyblog.blogspot.com/

Monday, August 17, 2009

A Wonderful Wedding


On Saturday one of my very best friends got married. It was a very emotional day for many reasons as the events leading up to the wedding made it very difficult for her. She looked radiant and every detail was flawless.

I have to say she is a little bit mad though as she asked all of our children to participate in the wedding party! They were dressed in gorgeous gowns for the girls and a cravat and waistcoat for Matthew. They all looked so grown up, it was hard to believe they were really my children. I was privileged to accompany Heather in the princess Rolls Royce, the younger two travelling with their dad who was busy snapping as many pictures as possible as well. When we arrived at the church I marvelled at the younger two as they played on the pavement outside, still clean!

We had to proceed around to the rear entrance of the church, making sure the bride's gown stayed clean we made our way around. Lucy was carried just in case she decided to fall down right in a pile of leaves or something similar. The children were assembled in the right order, headbands on, flowers in hand, and with that and a quick cross of our fingers I, and the other page boys mum escaped to our allocated place in the church.

The music started and Nicky appeared, beautiful, she swished down the aisle, but where were the children, then they appeared, smiling and excited, Lucy was now minus her flowers and headband but made it down the aisle clean, and without falling over. The boys didn't overtake the girls as they had at the rehearsal and they even sat down at the right time. A combination of raisins and a toy kept Lucy quiet during the ceremony and my nightmare about one of them making a noise at the critical moment failed, thankfully, to come true.

Then came the photographs, Lucy spent her first five minutes racing off and dodging the lens but then Heather got her to hold her hand and she stayed put temporarily and even managed to smile. Matthew was a star and took part and mostly did as he was told, other than one tantrum at the reception venue when he was being tucked in for the fiftieth time and wanted to run around rather than stand still.

The reception was lovely, the speeches amusing and the children loved dancing, they also had some amazing fireworks which even Matthew liked. We got home very tired but happy about 1030 and I have to say I was really proud of my children and my friends!

Monday, August 10, 2009

Is she really five?


It doesn't seem so long ago that I was sat in a post-natal ward, with a little bundle in a see through plastic cot beside me. I had no idea what to expect, no idea how to deal with crying, nappies and bathing, since then two more little bundles have extended our family. Last Friday Heather reached the giddy height of five, I seem to have blinked and missed it.

She had a lovely day filled with grandparent, godmothers and neighbours. We were expecting an early morning as she had been counting down the sleeps, instead it was past 730 when she woke! She read every single card carefully and her brother and sister were very well behaved as she opened her presents. Surrounding her by the end was an array of crafty things to make, horses, princesses and the new craze for this year Sylvanian Families. (By the way, these things are very small and incredibly fiddly to make up as I found out during the course of the day!) The pinkness of the room was palpable!

She loved seeing all of her grandparents and was thrilled with the charm her godmothers gave her for the special bracelet Mummy has hidden since Christmas, if I hadn't it would have disappeared by now! She has renamed them her fairy godmothers.

With the weather being grey we opted for an indoor play area, something children seem to love but leaves most parents with headaches. Bedtime wasn't until 930 and I had to laugh as she watched some of the video of our Disney holiday.

'Mummy look there's a snake, it's going to get Mickey!'
'Did it get him when you went to see the show?'
'No'
'Well then it won't get him now.'
She wasn't convinced and wanted to watch it again to make sure!

Saturday was her party, a joint one with a boy in her class who was five that day, the entertainer was great and managed to keep 35 little ones and their parents occupied with dancing, magic and balloons. Heather finally got to wear her princess dress from Florida and had a great time, there were no tears and at the end everyone seemed to go home happy!

Sunday dawned with sunshine, a rare sight this summer, so after Matthews football session we ventured out to the local farm. True the kids preferred the helter skelter and carousel to the pigs and goats but they had fun, other than both managing to fall over and graze their knees. I think they seem to be having a competition to see who can get the biggest plaster on their knee! The evening brought the wedding rehearsal for Saturday. Matthew was very good, Heather was OK, Lucy however did not want to wait for the bride to proceed she was off, and when she was stopped she squawked like a pterodactyl! Thank goodness it was only the rehearsal. I will be relieved if we manage to get there with them all still in their finery and then even more relieved if they all manage to make it down the aisle, only time will tell!

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Fabulous blog Award from MelRoxx



Many thanks to MelRoxx for my award.
5 bloggers to pass it onto are;
http://gaelikaa.blogspot.com/
http://potty-diaries.blogspot.com/
http://www.beingamummy.co.uk/
http://supplyanddemands.blogspot.com/
http://arewenearlythereyetmummy.blogspot.com/

Enjoy...

Monday, August 3, 2009

Growing up quickly!

Today I had to take Matthew to get his school uniform ready for September, he will only be there for 2 and a half hours, but it will be every day. He has his shoes already and now he is also kitted out with shorts, tracksuit and polo shirts, only socks to go. I was dreading taking him, given his usual shenanigans around getting dressed I thought that it could be more of a wrestling match! In the end he was a little star, the shop had a box of toys which kept the girls amused allowing me to focus on Matthew, who was told being good would result in a reward, a lollipop shaped reward. The assistant was great at guesstimating Matthews size and it didn't take as long as I was expecting, he was great, straight in and out of the proffered clothes and even admiring himself in the mirror. As I looked at him I realised how quickly he is growing up, blink and a year seems to have passed us by! He smiled at his appearance and seemed proud to be getting his uniform.

Heather's birthday is hurtling towards us at a hurtling pace as Friday looms upon the horizon, and then she will be 5! The party is prepared and the cake is underway, it is pink as Heather wishes and when it is finished it will be a castle. Mr T spent an age rolling out the icing to cover the pace and was proud to show it to Heather this morning, her response 'Is that it? Is there going to be more?' hardly the simpering gratitude he was hoping for, or at least some sense of how clever her Daddy is!

The children seem to be getting the hang of sharing a bedroom now, the actual going to bed is still a bit of a battle ground but we are being spoilt with proper sleep, Matthew has figured out that you don't have to come out of your room screaming at 2 in the morning for a drink, you can simply have the drink left for you in your bedroom and go back to sleep. In the morning he even managed to creep out of the bedroom into ours for his morning drink without waking his sisters and all this at 630-7, a vast improvement on 530!

The holidays seem to be going well, I haven't lost any one yet and still seem to be in possession of at least some of my marbles, helped by some school work and the Jolly Phonics system we are having fun learning as well as playing! I wonder if it will last...