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Eyeballs...

... I am up to them today. In view of author blog nomination thingy should probably be jumping up and down doing the 'oooh, look at me!' bit, but not v.comfortable doing that sort of thing anyway.

However, I have joined my fellow Choc Lit authors for a blog on how we got started. There are photos too. Sigh.

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Flowerpot said…
Will nip over and have a look. If it's any comfort, Chris, it's IMPOSSIBLE for you to be less photogenic than me!
31 March 2010 at 09:12
Flowerpot said…
PS This is Flowerpot but cos of new blog I seem to be coming up under my work name! Enjoyed the How I Started - us both!
31 March 2010 at 09:13
Reading Tea Leaves said…
I'm popping over to have a look right now, Chris!

Jeanne x
31 March 2010 at 10:12
HelenMWalters said…
Sounds busy - and exciting.
31 March 2010 at 10:43
LITTLE BROWN DOG said…
Oh Chris, just enjoy your moment in the spotlight. Popping over to Choc Lit now (every time I type those words, I am thinking profiteroles served up by a hunky man with a twinkle in his eye). xx
31 March 2010 at 11:37
LITTLE BROWN DOG said…
Aaaaahhhh! Gorgeous pic, Chris. Love the idea of you dreaming up sequels to Famous Five adventures on a swing - I used to spend a lot of time swinging and thinking, too.
31 March 2010 at 11:44
Deborah Carr (Debs) said…
I'm going to go and have a look now.
31 March 2010 at 11:57
Chris Stovell said…
Fp!! My Tin-of-Chocoate-Chumette! I'm glad you identified yourself, I didn't recognise you there... Cadbury didn't realise what they were about to unleash on the world when we won those prizes, did they?

Jeanne, thank you.

Helen, both... and sometimes a bit seat-of-the-pants scary too!

LBD, what an excellent idea. Hunky men with twinkly eyes serving profiteroles! Bring it on! Actually, quite lucky on the homefront so must not be greedy. As for photo - sticky-out ear, teeth, ribbon, jumper knitted by Ma.. Still stuck with sticky-out ear, but have fixed teeth and abandoned ribbon. Ma's still inclined to knit for me though.

Debs, thanks... don't know how you manage to pack to much in. Are you reviewing tomorrow?
31 March 2010 at 13:45
Jenny Beattie said…
Loved the interview Chris. It might make you uncomfortable but you don't come across like that. You did a grand job. (Cute picture)
31 March 2010 at 16:18
Frances said…
Hello Chris, I thought of you and Tom while in MOMA yesterday. I do agree that the Met will always be the best museum of them all.

It was great to click over to see how your writing (and reading) began. Funny coincidence re the early photo is that I recently found a funny little photo of me ... around age 4 or 5. I took it to show the gang at the shop, and they just giggled away. Plaid dress, Keds tennis shoes, and pretty much the same hair cut.

xo
31 March 2010 at 19:03
Pondside said…
Weren't you cute!
I like to think of you on that swing - well, you said you were a swing girl!
31 March 2010 at 22:49
Chris Stovell said…
JJ, thanks - absolutely love writing and, even better, love having people enjoy it - but the tootling-my-trumpet bit makes me feel a bit daft!

Frances - I would love to see that photo! My early hair life is the history of ribbons - ma loved them and I was too little to protest!

Pondside, many, many happy hours on swing! Dad made it for me so it was industrial-size - excellent for pretending to fly.
1 April 2010 at 04:00
Fiona Mackenzie. Writer said…
Sweet photo.

Loved the Famous Five too. Did you watch the Enid Blyton drama last night?
1 April 2010 at 12:10
Fennie said…
Will go and look now. Congratulations enjoy your well-deserved success.
2 April 2010 at 04:21
Cait O'Connor said…
I went and had a look. Gorgeous pic of you Chris.
I was a Blyton lover too, did you see the play Enid?
2 April 2010 at 13:52
Calico Kate said…
Thank you for calling by and leaving lovely messages on my blog. Will check out all the Choc lit pieces shortly.
CKx
7 April 2010 at 07:04
Leigh Russell said…
Hmm - I haven't come across Choclit yet. I'm clearly missing out! I'm off to take a look right now.
10 April 2010 at 15:34
Chris Stovell said…
Fia - I've still managed to miss that drama, must catch up with it.

Fennie - many thanks.

Cait, thank you for visiting.

Kate,' good to see you again.

Leigh, thanks for looking.
11 April 2010 at 05:31
Dubai said…
Thanks for the post. It was very interesting and meaningful.
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