Monthly Archives: March 2015

Cuckoo Song, Frances Hardinge 

She dreamed that she was in a dressmaker’s shop to be measured, but that when she took off her own frock to try on the new one, she found she had another dress on underneath. She took off that one as well, only to find yet another dress beneath that one. Dress after dress she removed, becoming thinner and thinner all the while, until it came to her that in the end there would be nothing left of her, except a pile of discarded clothes and a disembodied wail. 

  

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Cuckoo Song, Frances Hardinge

Her head hurt. There was a sound grating against her mind, a music-less rasp like the rustling of paper. Somebody had taken a laugh, crumpled it into a great, crackly ball and stuffed her skull with it. Seven days, it laughed. Seven days. 

  I’ve never read Hardinge – although a quick Wikipedia search shows she was born in the same year and county as me! But there is something gorgeous in her use of figurative language: the crumpled crackly laugh above vanish “like breath from glass” as two warm hands close around hers “as if they were a nest for it” and recalling her name, Triss, “seemed a bit more natural” than her full name, Theresa, “like a book falling open on a much-viewed page”.

I do like each of these similes and metaphors… But I wonder if they all needed to be included in page 1 before Triss has even opened her eyes. I wouldn’t go so far as to describe it as purple prose… but maybe a hint of lilac is creeping in…

How is this so difficult…

So earlier today, I had a free period. Time for a bit of marking, report writing, planning. And coffee. 

Always coffee. 

I had to bring together three things in one place: hot water, coffee and a mug. Not that tricky. To make life easier still, the hot water urn is static. Attempt one: I had coffee and hot water but had forgotten my mug; attempt two, I brought the coffee down to my mug but had no hot water urn; attempt three, I brought cup to urn but forgot the coffee. 

How? How has this been so very difficult? 

I finally managed to fill the mug with water and milk and bright that to the coffee. And promptly left it in my office. 

Never has the logo on the front of this mug been more apt. 



I’ve worked for this one!

World Book Day 2015 Shelfies

So at my school, we are doing this to support World Book Day (5th March): take a Shelfie of your bookshelf. 

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