Friday, December 13, 2024

MID-MONTH MUSINGS: How to travel without leaving home...



 In this world of state-of-the-art technology, there are ways of fulfilling our travel ambitions without actually leaving the country. And, no, I haven't found a copy of Red Dwarf's Better-Than-Life computer game.

Let's look at some of the things that, in my youth, I used to dream about.


1. SEEING THE NORTHERN LIGHTS

I might not be able to travel to Scandinavia to stay in an ice hotel and view the aurora borealis directly, but who needs to go that far when you can see it from your own garden, as we could on 10 October this year due to a solar flare?

Picture taken by a friend's daughter, Rachel, in Rotherham


Picture taken by family friend, Sean, in Hitchen

 

2. THE SWISS ALPS

I've always had a yearning for mountains. It comes from reading the Chalet School novels and Heidi as a child, I suspect. I'm far too influenced by novels. Every time I have a walk through our local woods, which climb up a hillside, I imagine myself hiking through Middle-Earth with a band of trusty companions and a magic ring in my pocket. 

        My friend, C, goes walking in the Swiss Alps quite often, and I really admire him for the romantic figure he casts in my mind's eye, like Shelley striding along a vertiginous ridge. Mountain ranges make me think of Mr Chips, The Mysteries Of Udolpho, and The Sound Of Music

        And the bluecoats at Beacholme Holiday Camp in 1970s Cleethorpes singing 'I love to go a-wanderin'...'. 

        And yodelling. I mean, who doesn't enjoy a yodel now and then?

        However, the fact of the matter is that I'm seriously scared of heights. I get vertigo in the Lake District, and I mean while I'm on the road through Keswick not while I'm halfway up Skiddaw. As a child I once froze on a steep hill in Castleton and had to be rescued by my dad - as I crawled down the side of what I considered to be a mountain second only to Kilimanjaro in height and steepness, a young woman strolled past me up the track in high-heeled sandals, looking for her miniature poodle. The first [and last] time I drove over the Snake Pass (A57) on my own, I had to drive so slowly I caused a major tailback and a cacophony of horns. I was actually shaking with fear and just couldn't physically bring myself to drive any faster.

        The older I get, the more vulnerable and stupid I feel.  I drove over to visit a friend in Stockport recently [it took an hour and a half going west via the Woodhead Pass and more than two hours coming home via Buxton], on my own, and when I got home, utterly exhausted, I felt like Ferdinand Magellan. Mind you, circumnavigating the Peak District during roadworks season is no joke.

        The good thing about this is that I no longer require Mount Fuji or the Eiger to satisfy my need for mountain ranges. Yr Wyddfa, Mam Tor and Scafell Pike are quite high enough for me, thank you very much. 

 

3. BREATHTAKING LANDSCAPES AND TOURIST SITES

The thing about the modern world is that you can see Angkor Wat, Macchu Pichu, the Taj Mahal, St Peter's Basilica, the Valley of the Kings, the ruins of Petra, the Grand Canyon and virtually any other wondrous place you can think of from the comfort of your own settee. Yes, it isn't quite the same as seeing Uluru for yourself [something I've always wanted to do], but at least you don't have to travel for two days, and then endure the heat, snakes, spiders and kangaroos. The internet might have its faults [notably Elon Musk], but it sure has its strengths too. 

        Landmarks, these days, are increasingly over-crowded, filled with loutish morons who want to scrawl graffitti on the Colosseum or climb up the Kukulcan Pyramid, and full of foreign weather and wildlife. If you're not suffering from sunstroke or frostbite, you've probably had to fight off an alligator or pee on your husband's leg after he's been bitten by a jelly-fish. If you don't come home with a touch of ebola, or one fewer limb due to an encounter with a bear, it's probably because you spent your fortnight away in your hotel room, fighting off gigantic scuttling insects. 

        So why not sit back and explore the sights virtually?  

        And also, we have lots of incredible scenery and tourist sites in our own small islands. We have managed to go away for eight days in 2024 [more than any other individual year in the last decade] - two nights in Cheshire, two nights in Northumberland, two nights in York, two nights near Buxton, all close enough to drive home within a few hours should there be a MIL-emergency - and everywhere has had stunning and varied scenery:

 

       


    Budle Bay, Northumberland

 

 

                                                 Countryside round Buxton, Derbyshire

 

 

York Minster

 

Biddulph Grange Gardens




In fact, there are sites of exceptional beauty within easy walking distance of our house:

 

Sunset over our local reservoir, South Yorkshire, last week

 

4. FOOD FROM OTHER CULTURES

There is something about eating regional food while you're actually in its country of origin that casts an enchantment over it. People will eat regional specialities when they're on holiday that they would turn their nose up at home. There is something special about eating paella in Spain, kimchi in Korea, or borscht in Poland. 

        But we can cast that same spell over our own regional delicacies. British regional dishes often have the distinction of often sounding utterly disgusting but often tasting great - think pan haggerty, Tyneside singin' hinnies, pease pudding, lobbin scouse,  jellied eels, bubble,  cempogau, laverbread, bara brith, haggis and cullen skink. Some of course tastes as bad as it sounds - tripe and onions, brawn, black pudding. But the point is that we can get that regional magic by eating Lancashire hot pot in Bolton or Yorkshire pud in Wakefield. 

        Besides which, most people in Great Britain live close enough to a big town or city where there are restaurants where you can actually buy foreign food. Yes, I know, crazy, isn't it? Even in Yorkshire, where most people consider putting wine into gravy to be a bit exotic, we have embraced some brilliant well-established food cultures, particularly Indian, Chinese, Thai, Italian, Greek and Mexican. Yorkshire folk do tend to balk at raw fish [though they'll eat smoked salmon without moaning] and of course they won't eat anything identifiably French.

        


5.  ACTIVITIES YOU DON'T NORMALLY DO

I admit that I can't easily go paragliding or scuba diving or visiting world-class heritage sites without leaving my county, though you can't walk a mile through the British countryside without tripping over a National Trust property.

        I have recently been gardening, which is an activity I normally despise so I rarely do any. P hates mowing the lawn, and I'm certainly not doing it, so I've decided to transform our tiny garden by digging up the lawn and transforming it into gravel paths and raised flower beds. 

        I have come up against one or two obstacles. One is that I started very late in the year and have had to temporarily abandon it due to an inconvenient snowfall followed by an even more inconvenient Christmas. Another is that I have at least four ideas for what I want to do but I can't settle on one, and I get new ideas all the time. This is exactly what happens when I do my painting and drawing or my writing. It's very frustrating.

        However,  the main obstacles has been earthworms. I've always found them absolutely repellent. I know they are harmless. I know they do a great job for the soil [together with the roots from our magnificent crop of dandelions, the worms have aerated and improved our soil considerably during the 23 years we've lived here]. But you flip over a sod of turf to find one wriggling helplessly beneath like a bit of zombie intestine suddenly exposed to the elements. And they do that thing where a particularly lengthy one will suddenly appear right next to your foot then start to disappear back into the soil so rapidly it looks as if it's vanishing into thin air.

        Look, they're weird and I don't like them, ok?

        But holidays are for having adventures, facing your fears, taking risks. Making memories that will last a lifetime. I could be risking my neck skiing in Austria, or clambering up mountains in the Andes, canoeing down treacherous African rivers or visiting Trump's America. But instead, I face my fear and dig up earthworms without running into the house squealing like a Victorian maiden aunt. That's progress. It's taken sixty years but at last I've grown up [maybe].

        I'm 60, fat and unfit, with fibromyalgia and pre-diabetes, so I'm working on the garden in short bursts - roughly about an hour a week. At this rate, it should be finished by 2032. It's the opposite of those videos that show people completing a garden transformation in an afternoon. I doubt there's a camera sufficiently technologically advanced to be able to speed up the action to make me look energetic.


As you can see, the garden is a long way from being finished...

        I've also recently started doing a bit of half-hearted 'crafting'. Specifically, I made all my Christmas cards this year. None of them look much like what I imagined inside my mind, but one or two looked quite good. As I started off making cards for family and close friends [while I was still working out what I was doing], I ended up giving the best ones [after I got the hang of it] to neighbours and acquaintances. So you can tell how much I think of you by how good the card is - if it looks crap, you're probably my mum or P.

        What I did discover was a previously unsuspected delight in sticking beads onto card. It is entirely relaxing. The beads themselves are beautiful.  Not knowing exactly how it will come out is vaguely exciting. It is very easy but requires just enough dexterity to keep you focused without causing that irritation that comes from tasks that are just beyond your skill-level. I have enjoyed sticking beads onto other things that I am in danger of seriously over-beading. It's a good job we no longer have a cat. In fact, I've enjoyed it so much that, when I've run out of beads, I've moved on to other things, such as safety pins or buttons, which have often proved even better! 

        So if you're stressed out, I recommend investing in some beads and a pot of glue. At the very least, you can sniff the glue.  



A birthday card I made with beads on a gold background and a heart cut out
from an abstract acrylic painting I did some time ago.



A Christmas card made with old buttons, fabric from an old 
lampshade, beads and stick-on letters.




6.  A WINTER WONDERLAND
Christmases away from home always sound fabulous, in theory. Ice-skating in Central Park, fondu in a Ski-lodge, sleigh rides through the Lapland snow... But even when it snows at Christmas in this country, it's never as great as it is in your imagination. 
        So what about seeing how the other half live without travelling very far to do so. If you live anywhere near a stately home, they're bound to be trying to make money for its upkeep by transforming it into a magical fairy-lit super-grotto.  We used to take our great-nephew to Rufford Abbey just before Christmas where the grounds are beautifully lit-up with wondrous colours, and there is a cool children's playground [such a novelty to play there in the dark by the light of multi-coloured lanterns and drink hot chocolate in the rain]. However, he got bored with it a couple of years ago. 
        The place to visit at Christmas in my neck of the woods is Castle Howard, near Leeds, which dresses up extravagantly and costs a fortune. More local is Wentworth Woodhouse, a stately home with the longest frontage of any in the UK. Once owned by twice-Prime-Minister, the Second Marquess of Rockingham, this incredible house is now owned by a charitable trust and does a great deal to raise money for upkeep and restoration of the building.  This Christmas, it had a festive light trail - we were supposed to be going with our friends B and her husband A, but P and I both had a virus [which might have been the flu or it might have been covid]. Which is another thing - I've missed several social events this year due to illness, and lost money as a result, BUT how much worse would that have been had they been holidays abroad?
        So, I'll end with a series of photographs taken by B when she and her husband did the festive light tour:








 






HAPPY CHRISTMAS!




Sunday, December 1, 2024

November's Writer Showcase: Wendy Heydorn

Wendy Heydorn

Some of you will recall July's Showcase, which focused on my good friend, Judy Worham. Well, I am thrilled to introduce our eleventh showcased writer of 2024, Wendy Heydorn, who just happens to be Judy's daughter. I haven't chosen to showcase her for this reason, but rather because she is an excellent writer and her work deserves promoting. A Cambridge graduate who teaches at Sevenoaks School in Kent, Wendy is both an academic and a gifted writer of fiction.


Wendy Heydorn 



Biography

The middle daughter of three girls, Wendy was born and raised in Sevenoaks where she has lived most of her life. She’s married to Carl, and they have two teenage children, William and Rosie, and a dog, Jumble (named after the dog in Richmal Crompton’s  ‘Just William’}.

She was always drawn to reading and writing, as a teenager, enjoying the poetry of Phillip Larkin, writing A Level English and History essays and applying for graduate jobs as a journalist. Educated at Bennett Memorial School in Tunbridge Wells, she discovered a taste for scholarly books, inspired by some brilliant teachers (Simon Brickell and Anne Scott) who inspired in her a theological fascination for all things New Testament and Church History. The fantastic Head at the time, Anne Scott, loaned her a copy of Albert Schweitzer’s book, The Quest for the Historical Jesus’ which opened up a fascination with the  ‘Jesus of history’ and the ‘Christ of faith’. 

Having graduated from Fitzwilliam College, Cambridge, she went on to study for an MA at King's College, London and a PGCE at the Maryvale Institute in Birmingham. She has worked in the educational sector for most of her career, as a teacher of Theory of Knowledge and Head of Religious Studies. 

She has come to writing through thinking about ideas. For her, writing and reading is not so much a necessity of routine, but more of an escape from the mundane chores of middle-aged life (she turned fifty this year). She loves listening to an audiobook whilst cleaning the house or unloading the dishwasher. Stories are part of her ‘life of the mind’, a way to feed the soul. She enjoys the creative process of writing, the wrestling to find the best words and the focusing on a project of her own. 

Her day job as a teacher has enabled her to keep her writing as a hobby and a ‘side-hustle’ in the school holidays; she’s co-authored three school textbooks with Cambridge University Press, and a forthcoming book on university entry with Trotman (to be published in April 2025). In her spare time, she is a writer of fiction and, in 2023, she self-published a novel set in New Testament times, Salome's Wish, under her maiden-name, W J Worham.

She is currently Director of Higher Education at a school in Kent. She advises students with their post-18 options and supports them with their university applications. Her book on higher education advice, co-authored with her colleague, Laurence Goodwin, is being published by Trotman in spring 2025. 


Wendy visits her textbook in the Cambridge University Press bookshop, 1 Trinity Street, Cambridge 

 

 Relevant links

Salome’s Wish 

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Salomes-Wish-W-J-Worham-ebook/dp/B0C734BXW9/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&dib_tag=se&dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.1HV7UG374WN3iWFHI8GM9qqgAgSDisTmnGAkN6gPJTDmU4__LgAJhujfQdpwgATNBHizrkYpHaAP8ndQuM2VJ2ERI5sNkmGmivDeasu_nzb97jb-jWnIVThxA7Q97RWyHsU2r3RDMg4R_xWcHq4U4A.nthCvWtq_61l_94odY83kdA28afKgyOXRlbK02kz_tY&qid=1730842088&sr=8-1

 

Group discussion questions for book groups reading ‘Salome’s Wish’

https://worhamwj.wordpress.com

 

Theory of Knowledge 

https://www.cambridge.org/us/education/subject/humanities/theory-knowledge/theory-knowledge-ib-diploma-3rd-edition/theory-knowledge-ib-diploma-3rd-edition-course-guide-digital-access-2-years-digital-course-guide-2-years?isbn=9781108865982

 

Linkedin 

https://www.linkedin.com/authwall?trk=gf&trkInfo=AQEBHojz0LhL1AAAAZL-O7mg9K-nNBqPl2IExD9ShzXO0zKp134XmbYw5iyMlfAoinzKUPY4r2DtTcdUlql6I47rVOP6dm49o5LbYz9sT5wmmC541y-5JZDQUaEWi9rsBLlh2uI=&original_referer=https://www.google.com/&sessionRedirect=https%3A%2F%2Fuk.linkedin.com%2Fin%2Fwendy-heydorn-9047326a



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Wendy was amongst the 120 women’s rugby players who returned in September to collect their cap and number, awarded to all the women who have played for the university since 1988 


Wendy has sent us examples of both her journalism and her fiction writing. Enjoy!


The first two samples here are extracts from Wendy's novel Salome's Wish:


As a reward for dancing at his banquet, Herod offers Salome a wish…but what does she really want? A novel for book groups, schools and churches – suitable for age 13+ exploring some of the most famous stories in the New Testament


CHAPTER 6:    Salome Herod’s fortress at Machaerus, Peraea

The shadows lengthen and the sky darkens as I stand at the edge of the stage, ready to perform. I need my performance to be perfect, to impress Marcus. My heart is pounding with nerves and excitement in equal measure. The time drags as I wait, but I know my routine well. There is perspiration on my fingertips as I smooth my skirt with my shaking hand. Servants carry trays of oysters served with honey and poppy seeds. The sight of this food makes me feel sick. Why isn’t my mother serving food that’s kosher? I expect she's bought in these Roman delicacies to impress her fashionable guests who recline, as they eat and drink.

I haven’t had a chance to talk to Marcus. He is speaking intently to my mother, but I wonder what they are talking about. Perhaps literature, poetry or even government? But another man who I don’t recognise is also speaking to them. He is the same height as Marcus but older than Herod, with a full beard and dressed in extravagant blue robes. Who is he?

The pipes and drums get louder, to signal the start of my dance. My mother joins Uncle Herod and sits on the throne next to him. I walk to the centre of the stage and pause. The guests fall silent. Every pair of eyes rest on me. The music pauses. Each man and woman steals a glance at the detail of my exquisite costume which reveals my slim and exposed waist. I have the attention that I crave. The drums beat faster and the pipes get louder. For once in my life, I am in control. People say that I’m graceful, poised, and elegant and my best moves are breath-taking. The loud applause makes my heart beat faster and my confidence rises within me.

I lie down and gaze up to the ceiling. My hair splays out around me. The tempo of the music increases. I arch my back into a deep, athletic bridge and point my toes upwards. I kick my legs, scissoring them high into the air, rolling backward into my first upright pose. I pause. In one movement, I jump to my feet and stretch upwards, elongating my body. The beat of the music flows through me. At once, my energy and pace increase to match the rhythm of the drum. The audience is attentive to each step.

I spin and glide around the room. I transform my shape into silhouettes that cast shadows against the back of the stage. Absorbed by the present moment, I enter a trance, and experience freedom. I twirl around the stage and somersault high into the air. The audience gasps. I jump and soar high, landing with precision, and continue the next step; a turn, a spin, a stretch, a jump.

Hungry for more, the guests cheer me on. I continue my display, my acrobatic moves becoming ever more fearless. I approach the back of the stage and run the diagonal length. The audience applauds. I jump backwards, flipping over, landing on my hands. I spring straight back into the air, turning two high somersaults. They cheer again. I run across the stage, this time spinning, flipping, and turning a full circle in the air.

My mother sits on her throne and beams at me. I have her attention, and this is my moment. My performance holds everyone’s gaze. The sound of their loud clapping overwhelms me, and I am bursting with joy. For once, it’s all about me and I’m happy. I curtsy to my audience. Delighting in their approval, I have the crowd in the palm of my hand. Some of the guests call out, ‘Dazzling. That was mesmerising. She’s amazing. What an outstanding dancer! Is that Herod’s daughter? We want more!’

I catch a glimpse of Marcus. His mouth is wide open, and I grin back at him. Is he impressed? I hope he likes me even more now he’s seen my dance. Why do I feel so strongly about him?

‘Bravo, bravo,’ shouts Herod. ‘Enchanting. My darling Salome, I will grant you a wish. As a reward for your wonderful dance, ask me for anything you would like!’ 

The guests applaud. My eyes meet the fat and imposing figure of Herod and I stare into his pale eyes.

Breathless, I pause and say, ‘Anything?’

‘Yes, anything,’ Uncle Herod reiterates. He grins at me, the folds of the skin on his cheeks turn into a revolting broad grin, exposing his rotting teeth. ‘I’ll offer you whatever you desire, Salome. I’ll give you as much as half my Kingdom!’

The guests are still staring at me. I can’t think. What is my wish? Nothing that Herod’s money can buy me. I’d like Marcus to pick me up in his arms and take me to Rome where we can marry and have some fun together.

My mother stands up, ‘My young daughter should really check with me first.’ She rushes up to me and places her mouth to my ear. The guests fall silent. Filling the awkward silence, one of them begins to clap again and shouts ‘bravo’. Another person calls out, ‘be careful what you wish for!’ and the crowd laugh.

‘Ask for it now,’ she commands.
I am horrified by the poison that she hisses at me. ‘I can’t say that. I don’t...’
The guests stir and some of them cover their mouths to murmur

and whisper awkwardly to one another.
‘Then I’ll say it for you,’ she spits under her breath. ‘Salome is

exhausted after her performance, but she has clearly stated her wish. This is her heart’s desire - the head of John the Baptist on a plate.’

Herod’s expression changes; his face drops and he shakes his head, ‘I’m sorry, but I can’t do that, my darling.’

The guests clap again and cheer, and someone in the crowd calls out, ‘It’s what she asked for. Give the girl what she wants. You promised her.’

Uncle Herod pauses before he stands up, raises his hands in the air and announces, ‘I must be true to my word. Guards, bring her the head of the prophet, at once. I will grant Salome’s wish.’ 

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CHAPTER 32:    Zeb Sea of Galilee, Bethsaida, Galilee

I want to continue the conversation with Salome, but I can’t think of how to reply, so I just hold her hand. The silence lingers and as our natural tiredness sets in, she goes quiet, and falls asleep in my arms. I gaze up to the stars, but I am reminded of the generations of fishermen who have been here before, just like me, with their troubles unchanged by the beauty of these surroundings. I stare back at Salome and feel overwhelmed by my feelings for her; her flawless skin, her unbound hair, her chest rising and falling gently as the boat bobs.

Salome deserves the truth. I am desperate to find the words to tell her the truth about that bloody incident in Jerusalem that casts a shadow over me. That memory that still haunts me makes me cautious to pick my own battles. It also makes me even more determined to decide my own fate. I regret the deaths I caused. Everything could change between us if Salome knew the truth. How can I find the words to tell Salome that I’m a killer?

But somehow, it’s too late for talking. Instead, I go quiet and reflect on the same events again. Would she understand that I had underestimated the consequences of getting involved with Barabbas’ riot? She might even empathise with me if she knew that I was hungry back then. Barabbas paid me to fight with him and his men. It sounds arrogant now, but at the time I thought that my height and strength would guarantee that I’d succeed.

My thoughts turn over again and again, keeping me awake with the relentless rock of the boat. I was fighting against men with superior weapons and body armour. Despite my strength, I was no match for them and was lucky to survive the skirmish. The Jerusalem garrison is too difficult to beat. Barabbas is crazy if he thinks he can organise enough men to revolt against the Romans, who have occupied this land for so long.

Many people were unhappy with Pilate. The Temple tax money we give every year should be spent maintaining the Temple building. But without asking, he wasted that sacred money building an aqueduct to carry water a long distance to Jerusalem. Everyone agreed that the Romans were misusing Judaean money. We waited for Pilate to visit Jerusalem and Barabbas had organised a decent number of men. Our plan was to protest, and if needed, take control of the city and storm Pilate’s headquarters. Then he would have to change his mind about spending our money on an aqueduct. The crowd gathered in Jerusalem to protest at Pilate’s mishandling of money, but the soldiers descended on us from nowhere. They were hidden in the crowd, disguised in plain clothes. They attacked us with cudgels and clubs, so no one had time to think or defend themselves. Their fighting was brutal and bloody and innocent people were beaten with sticks and some were trampled in the chaos.

Thankfully I was able to defend myself with my dagger. I fought against the odds, and I stabbed one of the attackers in the leg and another in the throat. I may have killed four or more soldiers and seriously injured several others. But when so many Romans kept attacking the crowd, I fled. I escaped in time before Barabbas was arrested. I could have been incarcerated with him were it not for God’s protection. I look back on that day and believe that God was there with me, keeping me safe but I regret the blood I spilt. I saved some innocent women and children in the crowd, but I don’t think I can explain any of this to Salome. That’s why I often say that we cannot change the past, but we can imagine it differently or try to forget it. My fear is that one day, if Barabbas is ever released from prison, he will track me down and get his revenge; because he’ll assume that I deserted him. Since then, I’ve grown up and realised that I can’t fight the Roman occupation – I’d rather focus on goals that I can achieve. I want to tell Salome all of this now, but I promise myself that I will share this with her tomorrow. I’m poised to confide in her, but she is fast asleep in my arms.

I watch Salome’s soft breath go in and out, like the rhythm of gentle waves lapping against the boat, until a wave of tiredness crashes over me. 


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Critical response: 

“Salome’s Wish is a very interesting novel about New Testament times, inspired by a careful reading of the story of John the Baptist’s death, and alert to ways in which this story might connect with many issues in our modern communities, as well as some great links to art. Do read it and enjoy it!”

LAT BLAYLOCK


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The following extracts on the theme of university entry are published in Innovate, a teaching magazine (Sixth Edition), and the full article appears here:

https://www.sevenoaksschool.org/academic/institute-of-teaching-and-learning/research-and-development/


 A reflection on the advice we give to students and parents on higher education options –  

by Wendy Heydorn, Director of HE and Careers:

 

The importance of in-person experiences in an online world 

In 2007, the same year that today’s 17-year-olds were born, the iPhone was released.

Nearly two decades later, we are trying to understand the consequences of a technology they have literally ‘grown up’ with.   ‘The Anxious Generation’(2024) by Jonathon Haidt describes how teens, so-called Generation Z, underwent a ‘rewiring’ as a result of their increasing dependence on the internet in general, and their iPhones in particular. Haidt proposes that this amounts to an existential crisis for young people today. It’s a consequence of the digital revolution which occurred during the formative years of their childhood and adolescence. He describes this transformation from 2010 onwards of a transition from a ‘play-based childhood’ to a ‘phone-based childhood’, and the devastating consequences for adolescents’ mental health. He argues that excessive social media use associated with online addictions are the cause of mental health problems, depression and social isolation. Paradoxically putting social lives online has made people feel less connected and more isolated.

            Haidt proposes an antidote, arguing that young people need to develop real connections and roots in real relationships; with their families, in groups and in ‘in-person’ communities. He suggests that we need to belong to real communities, not virtual networks, because only real and embodied interactions will meet our deep human need for belonging and social connection that has evolved over millennia. This has important implications for how students might think about their education at school and university and in their future employment.

 

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Guidance for parents on the transition from school to university

In The Anxious Generation (2024), Jonathan Haidt uses the analogy of racing cars to illustrate the approach that some parents take towards university admissions. The child is like a fragile racing car, and the parents are like the pit-crew, responsible for the fine-tuning of ‘the race car’ which depends on their pitstop team for their success. Paradoxically, this approach taken by parents can become problematic if it prevents their son or daughter from ‘owning the application process’ and risks the independence they will need to develop as adults, whether at university or in the workplace.

Autonomy is key to the success of university applications, and students should be ‘the drivers’ of their own application without the need for excessive pit-stop intervention from their parents. Parents should give plenty of encouragement, stay open to the possibilities and open-minded about the outcome or final university destination.  Above all, parents and schools should encourage and allow students to be active in their research, course choice, open day visits and university choices. A university or job application is not something that happens to a student; their university, apprenticeship or job applications are shaping their future, hopefully something they are excited about and feel responsible for.


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The need for in-person communities

University is not only about education; it’s also about joining and belonging to a community – one that values in-person activities and prioritises the mental health of students. US universities in particular are renowned for their focus on community membership, and they select applicants who they believe will have a positive impact on their community.  Moreover, the importance of alumni networks means that university entry offers joining a life-long membership to a network of people. Indeed, schools and universities can be crucial in combatting the problem of isolation that Haidt has identified; they create the environments for in-person connections which contribute to student’s social and emotional well-being.

 






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And finally we come to The Big

 Interview, in which Wendy kindly

 answers writing-related 

questions and lets us into 

some of her writing secrets...


 

1. How old were you when you first knew you wanted to be a writer, and what set you off down that journey?

 At university, I wrote for a student newspaper, Varsity, and interviewed one of the first ever Anglican women priests. I wrote the college yearbook entry for my cohort when we graduated. I set out to become a journalist, applying for a job with the Kent and Sussex Courier.

In 1994, I did work experience with Walter Schwarz, the Religious Affairs Correspondent at The Guardian. He invited me to write an article for their ‘Face to Faith’ column in which I defended the ideas of the philosopher of religion, Don Cupitt, best known for his ‘Sea of Faith’ movement and his non-realist approach to religious faith (in response to a news story at the time about Anthony Freeman, the clergyman who was sacked from the Church of England for his alleged atheism). Rowan Williams, who at the time, was the Bishop of Monmouth, replied to my article in The Guardian letters page, which resulted in various subsequent letters between us both, back and forth. With hindsight, it amuses me that the man who went on to become the Archbishop of Canterbury took the time to publicly disagree with me. WJ Worham of Fitzwilliam College, against whom he was arguing, was a second-year undergraduate!

Following this, I knew there was something more that I wanted to say, but I didn't yet know what it was. At Don Cupitt’s 60th birthday party, I met his daughter who kindly put me in touch with Anima Bose, an elderly scholar based in Delhi. Anima helped me with my dissertation on the religious dimension of M.K. Gandhi’s ideas. I visited her in India on a research scholarship and she was the first to teach me about Martin Buber’s notion of ‘I and thou’ and I had a tentative plan to write her biography.

 

For more on the ‘Sea of Faith’ movement:

https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m00256wy

  

2. Tell us about the books and writers that have shaped your life and your writing career.

I wanted to stay on at university and do further study but none of these plans worked out and I was fortunate to try out teaching instead. I’ve been lucky to have worked with many colleagues who also pursue creative projects and research alongside their teaching. The school where I currently work has been a very supportive environment and an intellectually-enriching community that has inspired my mind, fed my soul and inspired my classroom teaching for many years. We are encouraged to develop ‘the life of the mind’ and I owe a lot to my past and present colleagues for my intellectual growth. I’m grateful that I get to work in education and a community that values critical thinking and ideas. 


3. Have your children, other family members, friends or teachers inspired any of your writing? In what way?

My Mum went to University College London as a mature student where she studied for an English degree. A vivid childhood memory from age 10 was of her writing her university dissertation, typing away on our 1980’s Amstrad computer. She was exploring the theme of ‘disability and disfigurement in Charles Dickens’ works’ and infuriatingly, the whole thing failed to save on the ‘floppy disk’; it was a drama and she eventually managed to either rewrite or recover it.

I also remember on a family holiday to Cornwall, whilst other parents on the beach were leafing through copies of Woman's Weekly, or the latest Jilly Cooper, my mum was reading Edmund Spenser’s epic poem The Faerie Queene. Books and ideas mattered to her and that had a positive impact on me as I entered my teenage years. She still inspires me so much; at the age of 78, she has just published her first novel.

 

4. Does the place you live have any impact on your writing?

Bosham near Chichester is where my wonderful in-laws live and my husband, Carl and I have spent many happy holidays there since the late 90’s. We both love spending time by the sea. Our children and dog love it there too; it’s a very special place.


Bosham, a landscape that inspires Wendy's writing [photograph taken by....] 

 

 Another landscape that inspires Wendy's writing - a Kentish woodland [Jumble, Wendy's cockerpoo, posing in centre] -[photograph taken by ....]

 

5. How did you begin to write educational textbooks?  

I’ve co-authored four non-fiction books and written one novel. Around 2010, I was teaching Year 12 students the International Baccalaureate Critical Thinking course, Theory of Knowledge. One of them was finding it a challenge to question the nature of knowledge and knowing, and so, to help them to understand some of the concepts, I started writing some basic chapters on them. I used Apple ‘Pages’ and tried to use plain and simple language and accessible examples to convey some of the more abstract ideas.

In 2012, with everything moving in the direction of digital and electronic resources, I assumed there would be no market for a school-based text book. TOK was a renowned course with well-established existing authors. By chance, a colleague who reviewed books for Cambridge University Press suggested I send my chapters to CUP. Following his kind recommendation, I was very lucky to have a book proposal taken seriously, and after a meeting with the commissioning editor, I was asked to submit more sample chapters. I was teamed up with the wonderful Susan Jesudason and together we co-authored three text books:

      Decoding Theory of Knowledge for the IB Diploma 1st edition (2013) and 2nd edition (2020)

      Theory of Knowledge for the IB Diploma Course Guide (2020)


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6. Are there certain themes that draw you to them when you are writing?

I’m interested in expanding my knowledge. I like learning. The textbooks I wrote on the nature of knowledge in various areas - history, human science, the arts etc - led me to read widely and sharpen my thinking.

Since 2010, alongside teaching, I’ve also worked with a team of colleagues to support students with their university applications. I have just finished the second draft of a book I've co-authored with my colleague, Laurence Goodwin, due to be published with Trotman in April 2025, ‘An Educator’s Guide to University Applications: Supporting Students with their Post-18 Options’. I hope that this book will share good practice and help colleagues in other schools who are also advising students with their post-18 options; from degree apprenticeships, to Gap Years, to universities in the UK, US and other international destinations .

 

7. Tell us about how you approach your writing. Are you a planner or a pantser?

I would say, both. As a writer, I need order and chaos for the creative process to happen. To use a metaphor from Greek mythology, we need both sons of Zeus: Apollo would be the planner, Dionysus would be the pantser. I like a plan and a mess of ideas; one feeds the other. I liked a spreadsheet for plotting my novel, with the overall story arc planned out, and chapters planned. When I’m revising and implementing feedback on a draft text, I like a spreadsheet with all the suggestions for edits that can be ticked off. So yes, I like a plan. But none of us know where our ideas really come from and I don't know what I'm going to write until I start typing. Walking helps me; ideas often come to me when I'm walking the dog or listening to music and I note them down as I go.

 

8. Do you have any advice for someone who might be thinking about starting to write creatively?

In October 2013, my mum shared a Guardian article on ‘how to write a novel in 30-days’. Unusually, my school’s half term didn’t coincide with my own young children’s and so I had a few days free. Maybe in another possible world, I could have cleaned the house or gone shopping. Instead, I got started looking at the Guardian resources on offer: planning sheets, and worksheets for sketching out characters with spaces to fill in their attributes and preferences. I struggled to plan a basic plot but ended up with the start of a spreadsheet, for structuring chapters and the overarching plot.

During the school holidays that followed, I eventually found techniques that worked. This process was very slow and there were plenty of setbacks, dead-ends and deleted chapters. But I kept going, writing during the school holidays and eventually finished in June 2023. It had taken me 10 years to write a novel and what ‘could’ have taken 30-days turned out to be over 3000 days! However, this book became my debut novel, Salome’s Wish, published under my pen-name, W J Worham, because I didn't want it to get confused with my Theory of Knowledge textbooks.

So, my advice to other writers would be to take your time; just like one of Kevin McCloud’s ‘Grand Designs’ TV programmes, you should expect your writing project to take longer than you’d ever imagine. Writing is my hobby, so I treat it like one; I enjoy it and I take breaks. Fortunately, my life and income doesn’t depend on my writing being a success.

 

Photograph of Wendy's novel being read by a swimming pool by one of her friends-[photograph provided by Wendy]

 

 9. Are you, or have you been in the past, a member of any writing groups, online or face-to-face?  

I've been fortunate to find a reading group amongst some kindred spirits of a similar age and stage of life. For over a year, we’ve chosen books, hosted discussions in our houses and I've broadened my appreciation for the craft of writing. Were it not for that group, I would never have encountered the wonderful Niall Williams’ book, This Is Happiness, an utterly charming book that captures the genuine warmth of a community, set in Ireland just before electricity was introduced to the village…Highly recommended!

  

10. You are a well-educated and highly intelligent woman. Have you studied creative writing in a formal way? 

No, not yet. I'd like to do one of these courses but haven’t done one. Lots of people in the creative writing industry are keen for you to part with money for their services or enrol you on a course. The commercialisation of writing is an interesting phenomenon - it’s curious why so many aspiring writers want to pay to learn the craft of writing, in a digital age that coincides with a decline in reading habits.

Writing is individual and collaborative. Courses and services are collaborative. Writing a first draft is often done alone; it’s independent. That’s the beauty of writing; it’s you and the pen, or you and the laptop. It's about finding space, discovering a voice.

            My Dad has written some very entertaining and thought-provoking articles for his local village magazine and he is living proof that no training is required; he’s the last person I know who would ever enrol on a writing course, but he is a talented and naturally engaging writer with an original perspective on life.

            Visiting Chawton in Hampshire where Jane Austen wrote six of her novels made me appreciate the fact that we have central heating, electric lights and the sources and inspiration online that she could never have dreamed of. I was struck by her writing table which seemed like a small and rickety piece of furniture and it’s humbling to think that she could focus on her craft because her family supported her and did domestic chores on her behalf.

            Today we have so many distractions and find excuses and reasons not to write, but the main distraction for writers today is the excessive time we spend online; it's a blessing and curse. Writing won't be replaced by Chat GPT because it can't be you; a Large Language Model cannot simulate your intellectual life. A machine doesn't search for meaning nor possess ideas that are of personal significance. Pilgrimage and the creative process have much in common; if you're a writer, your journey is your writing and drafting. It's not so much about the finished product or completing the final draft. It’s about the process; trial and error and an ongoing conversation. 


11. What do you think about getting feedback on your work from other writers and/or non-writers?  

Yes, I like feedback, as it’s always an opportunity to improve. I want to know how my first draft can be better, and then the second draft. I’m grateful to the people who take the time to read my drafts and help me improve.

 

12. If you have experience of self-publishing, what have been its challenges and rewards? 

You learn from doing it; producing interior files, designing covers, barcodes, ISBNs. Then there's uploading the book to Amazon KDP and submitting a book for ‘New releases for Less’ with BookBub. The list goes on. There’s a lot to discover. Abbie Emmons on YouTube is an inspiration who has some excellent resources to get started on the self-publishing process.

 

13. Where do you get your ideas from?

I often get my ideas whilst out walking the dog. I’ve plotted scenes for my novel whilst walking in the Otford hills. I’m often running my ideas by my daughter, Rosie. She's been so helpful, discussing with me what works and what doesn't.

 

14. They say that successful writers need to be selfish. How far do you agree with this? 

At home I write while sitting on the sofa; I don't have a study. I just have my laptop out and I start typing. I write in the evenings if I feel like it. And if I'm not working, I’ll write in the morning too; I like a first cup of tea and a blank page. For me, writing is not so much about routine or habit as it fits round the other things I do; my work and my family. It’s more about expression, finding words to express ideas and finding a voice; I don't think that’s selfish.

 

15. Beyond your family and your writing, what other things do you do?

I enjoyed pottery and calligraphy when I was younger and entered italic handwriting competitions. I played rugby in my teens and 20s. Now I do weight training and the occasional run, dog walking and gardening. I also like baking cakes and cooking.


 

Wendy (pictured at the end on the right) found her community at university through playing rugby, and thirty years on, they still meet up!


Wendy was awarded cap number 94 for playing rugby for the Cambridge women’s team in 1994 and 1995

 

16. Would you describe yourself as a ‘cultured’ person?

‘Cultured’ seems like a rather snobby category; some people like opera and ballet and use the arts to signal their social status, but the arts are meant to be accessible and enjoyed by all. I like ballet because I danced until the age of 15. If the choice is between watching Paddington in Peru at the cinema or viewing an exhibition at the National Gallery, I’d like to do both.

 

17. Are you interested in history and if so does it impact on your writing?

 I was inspired by Pat Parker’s two novels about the Trojan War written from the viewpoint of the female protagonists. I also enjoyed reading Naomi Alderman’s historical novel, The Liars’ Gospel,  based in New Testament times. My novel, Salome's Wish, was set in New Testament times; it pushed me to think about historical evidence, truth, facts and narrative. I questioned whether it might be too religious for a secular audience but too unorthodox for a religious audience; thankfully it's been well received by the Religious Education teaching community and Lat Blaylock has been complementary about it. It’s difficult to write with suspense about events whose outcomes and consequences are well-known but I hope I've written a novel that will be read and enjoyed.

Observing my teaching colleagues in the English department inspired me to read Anna Karenin by Tolstoy and Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert. These books made me think about the representation of women in literature. Female perspectives interest me, and historical views also fascinate me - I loved Robert Harris’s Cicero trilogy. Theological ideas and themes always interest me and I love Pilgrim's Progress by John Bunyan.

  

18. There is a lot of talk at the moment. in the publishing world and elsewhere, about political correctness, the Woke movement, cultural appropriation, ‘cancel culture’, ‘trigger warnings’, sensitivity readers and the importance of diversity. What are your thoughts on this, with regard to writing?

Freedom of expression is a British value and a cornerstone of our society. However, it’s a concern that a culture of censorship has emerged in the UK with language becoming weaponized, a phenomenon which has significant implications for writers. A tribal society would insist that we pick sides and set groups up against one another, censoring and accusing anyone who challenges authoritarian thinking. A social and political narrative of division is a problematic context for writers to write in. It’s important that we can discuss and debate, that people can disagree well, and reach different conclusions to one another. I don’t intend offence, but I will stand up for freedom of speech. We need Orwell to remain fiction!

           The issue for writers is where their writing sits in the context of identity politics. Everyone should be protected under the law. The concept of ‘protected characteristics’ makes historical sense and it has good intentions; it is intended to protect groups who have been historically marginalised or mistreated. We need to treat all people with kindness and respect, and we all need to be under the rule of law equally. We also need to protect freedom of speech, good judgement and common sense, but fear has meant that these things are sometimes in scant supply. What could be more important than writing? A writer can use their voice to unite, to build community, to connect, to imagine ‘what if’, to inspire.

           I also wonder if we should critique the role of feelings and offence. Authors often show us through literature that feelings have never been a reliable measure of truth - from Malvolio’s misguided feelings in Twelfth Night, to Marianne’s sensibility in Sense and Sensibility. In Pride and Prejudice, Mr Darcy found much to offend his idea of decorum in Elizabeth Bennett and her family: her tactless mother who possessed ‘no filter’, her somewhat negligent father and her younger sisters who lacked propriety. Elizabeth fell far short of the standards of an ‘accomplished’ woman, according to Caroline Bingley. In turn, Elizabeth Bennett concluded that Darcy was rude, pompous and arrogant. Elizabeth didn't set out to offend Darcy, but he took offence to her and was prejudiced against her low family connections. Darcy did not intend to be perceived by Elizabeth as an arrogant, privileged snob.

           I find it interesting why feelings have come to play such an important role in recent politics. Darcy could be on difficult ground today if Elizabeth had chosen to take offence. If she lived today, Elizabeth could have accused him of sexism or misogyny. But Elizabeth and Darcy were both mistaken about one another, and they both learn that they were wrong. The best plot lines involve misunderstanding, the best characters often make mistakes, and our journeys with them on their character arcs enable us to grow in understanding and appreciation.

Life is full of unintended consequences and unknowns. Often, we don't know how we seem to others and we will always be strangers to ourselves. We can never know how we appear to others, but we can rely on the idea that, if we try to become kinder, more compassionate, and try to listen and understand one another, we can become more empathetic. We will try to hear someone else’s voice, and we will endeavour to understand them.

That’s what makes us human; we are incomplete and yet we find ourselves in our relationships, our connections. Our communities are our sacred spaces, and as I am part and product of that community, I hope I can also influence and use my voice for the benefit of others. Part of that responsibility is to defend the right of other people to disagree with me. 

 

19. Where would you place your own writing, on a continuum with PURE FANTASY at one end and COMPLETE REALISM at the other?

There’s the renowned Picasso quote, ‘Art is a lie that brings us closer to the truth’. That's the interesting paradox for writers (and artists). Fiction has to be convincing on the one hand, sufficiently close to the real world of plausible, compelling characters and authentic settings to appeal to and stand out in a saturated market. However, imagination is essential; writing fiction is a creative process. Stories aren’t real, but somehow there is a truth in fiction.

 

20. Do you have any quotations about writing that you’d like to share with us?

I like these quotes, both by Anne Tyler:

 “I read so I can live more than one life in more than one place.”

“I write because I want more than one life; I insist on a wider selection. It's greed, plain and simple.’

 

22.: What's the best advice you've received about writing?

The best advice I received was from my son, William: ‘Mum, don't try and make money out of your book. It's your hobby.’ I hope that my response to these questions have communicated something of the joy and fun of writing.

  

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Thank you very much, Wendy, for such an interesting and informative showcase. 



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In September, I will be showcasing 


another fabulous writer: 

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Not to be missed!



 

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So far in this series, I’ve showcased the following writers: 

Ruth Loten – March 2023

Jane Langan – March 2023

Beck Collett – April 2023

Ron Hardwick – June 2023

L.N.Hunter – July 2023

Katherine Blessan – August 2023

Jill Saudek – September 2023

Colin Johnson – October 2023

Sue Davnall – November 2023

Alain Li Wan Po – December 2023

Lily Lawson – January 2024

Philip Badger – February 2024

Glen Lee – March 2024

DHL Hewa - April 2024

Tonia Trainer - May 2024

Mike Poyzer – June 2024

Judith Worham - July 2024

Chrissie Poulter - August 2024

Adele Sullivan - September 2024

Lin De Laszlo - October 2024

Wendy Heydorn - November 2024

You can find all these showcases by scrolling back through the material on this blog.


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