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Author Archives: Sherri Matthews
London Calling
What is it with London this year? It beckons for several reasons, a memoir workshop being one. I promised an update on the course, but first I would like to thank so much those who have continued to ‘stick’ with … Continue reading
Posted in Blogging, Memoir
Tagged London, Memoir, Memoir Workshop, thank you, The Annual Blogger's Bash 2016 & ABBA Awards, Windows 10, writing
74 Comments
Window On A Train
I gaze through the train window looking for my fox, but so far, it is nowhere to be seen. I put down my book, wanting only to soak up the beauty of the English countryside as it zooms past my … Continue reading
Posted in Family Memoirs, Nature & Wildlife
Tagged English Countryside, Escape, Fathers & Daughters, fear, Fox, Memoir, Memoir Writing, Nature & Wildlife, Rapeseed Fields, Red Fox, Train Journey, travel
125 Comments
Memoir Loneliness And Tony Soprano
Sitting with my mother in the hospital a few weeks ago, an elderly man shuffled into the small waiting room and flopped down into a chair. ‘Three children, eight grandchildren and I never see them…’ he sighed, catching my eye. … Continue reading
Posted in Memoir
Tagged City Lit, Family Life, Friendship, Human Nature, loneliness, Memoir, Memoir Workshop, NHS, Psychology, The Elderly, The Sopranos, Tony Soprano, writing
152 Comments
Missing Blogging
Dear friends, Eight days ago, my dear Mum suffered a stroke, an awful shock. My boys (and Eldest Son’s Lovely Girlfriend) were home with us for the weekend to celebrate a belated Mother’s Day, hubby’s birthday and our tenth wedding … Continue reading
The Voice Of Asperger’s Syndrome
I look at the photographs of the five-year old girl with the scarf tied around her shoulders like a cape and tears slide down my face. In some, she holds a paint brush and looks down intently at her growing … Continue reading
Laundry: Women’s Work?
Robots are taking over the world. Well, maybe not completely, but they are doing a good job of it, according to a newspaper article I read recently. There are robots in bars in Japan serving cocktails (I wonder if they … Continue reading
Write Dance Believe
Before I dared to call myself a writer, before I could ever imagine seeing even a single word of mine in print, before I knew what a blog was, I read this: ‘When your life’s seasons, assignments or relationships change, … Continue reading
The Power Of Surprise
In early summer of 2001, Eldest Son gave me a fabric CD holder inscribed with the name of his high school and date of his graduation. Ideal for holding CDs for my car, when I opened it, I noticed there … Continue reading
Posted in Family Life, Flash Fiction, My California, Weekly Photo Challenge
Tagged 99 Word Flash Fiction, California, Family Life, Family Memoirs, Health, love, music, Power, Time, Walking, Weekly Photo Challenge
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Times Past Challenge: Chinese Spoons And Eating Out
Dressed to impress in my purple and white midi dress my mother had made for me and patent leather, navy-blue sling back shoes with block heels, I walked into the dimly lit Chinese restaurant, mesmerised by the brightly coloured lanterns … Continue reading
Blogging And The Three Year Rule
Dear Blogger, How are you? It’s been a while since you and I had a proper talk, and this seems like the perfect time. I saw you walk around the park a few times last week; that’s good news, you … Continue reading



































