Living Between the Lines

The mind boggles…

It seems that having launched my debut Christmas novel on an unsuspecting world, sending it into the wide blue yonder – perhaps never to be seen again, I have been slow to rekindle the fire of the written word. It isn’t that I have not wanted to, nor that I have not tried. I have begun editing the final chapters of my next novel and it lies begging for attention.

I have read and enjoyed a couple of excellent novels and can feel the muse bubbling up inside me. Yet, housework, family demands and life in general, have thwarted any real progress these past few weeks. So, it was with a determined and hopeful heart that I began trawling through those gems I write down occasionally. You will know the sort: An idea, a snippet of overheard conversation…(the latter having already been discussed in ‘The Things People Say…”) all are things that can send the imagination into overdrive.

I found several exciting and interesting snippets as it happens. I found an entire post written on the differences between girls and boys, another about the proliferation of bad news in the media…I must have had a bee in my bonnet when I wrote that. (I said bee and not wasp which I covered in, “Follow that wasp,”) However, there is one snippet that really caught my imagination. I remember writing this, surely-too-good-to-forget gem, in note form, as we sat in the pub garden of the Old Ferry Inn, in Bodinnick, Cornwall, a year or so ago. It has languished, forgotten, on my computer’s hard drive ever since.

I shall give you this snippet of conversation just as I heard it but first, picture the scene if you will. The pub garden is built on several terraces, each terrace is accessed by a flight of stone steps and retained by a low stone wall. Each provides a lovely space in which to sit and take in the beautiful views of the river beyond.

View of river
View across the river from The Old Ferry Inn

A harassed dad has been sitting by the low wall, watching his two young sons play while mum relaxes round the corner, in the shade. As the baby makes yet another attempt to scale the wall, below which lies a steep drop to the stone steps, his dad grabs him and sends him back to his mother.
“I think it’s time to go,” he calls to his other son, we guess to be aged about four, although we cannot see him at this point.
As the father and younger child cross the terrace to where the mother sits, a small disembodied voice exclaims,
“Wow, that’s the nearest to death I have ever come in my life!”

The mind boggles! I may just use it…

I am an Author, wife to one, mother to five and grandmother to six. I live in the English countryside in Hampshire, UK, with my husband and two dogs and am a non exec Director for Glow


  • hilarymb

    Hi Debbie – you definitely could use that a few times … kids – they ‘blinking well’ turn on the speed … even aged 9 months or 1.5 years – what do I know … not having any!

    Any chance of getting your book in paperback format up for Canada?! Thank you …

    Cheers Hilary
    PS – I don’t think you’ve seen my manure pies with squiggly wrigglies in them … ?!

    • Deborah Barker

      Hi Hilary, Canada is a mystery to me – not sure what I have to do to get it on there beyond wait. I will investigate further. I have not actually seen squiggly wrigglies in mud pies. Oh and as an aside, my brother was only two when he ate those bugs ha ha!

  • patricia60

    Oh a delightful gem indeed. Yes you must squeeze that in soon. Okay I did not know about a Christmas novel. How could I then review it.
    My friend Laurie and also Marilyn put up their books and covers daily on Facebook and Twitter. Marilyn usually put a picture of folks reading her book and a funny quip with it. Both these women are having successful runs of their books. On their own

    I would be happy to review yours about next September if I can get a copy. ?

    • Deborah Barker

      Hi Patricia – perhaps I can mail you a copy via if you let me know your mailing address? It would be the easiest way. I would love you to review it and would appreciate the time given. Thank you.

      • patricia60

        3604 McCormick St SE. Olympia Washington 98501 USA
        Patricia’s Wisdom. Last name Hamilton
        Would love to review it. Several folks have sent me copies of books via Amazon .com. Authors use some kind of gift service. I can get it through the mail or for my kindle. I repost Christmas stories in September for a second time too I think we can work something out for sure. Excited!

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