Young Adult


This was a super-cute movie. OK, not so much super-cute, mostly it was kind of depressing and I kept watching it wondering if this would be my life if I hadn’t met my awesome boyfriend, because a lot of it was kind of too scarily close for comfort. But that’s what I love about these art-housey type films. Some of them are kind of pretentious, but this one was just really real. A little slow moving at times, but hey, so is life, and it’s not like you have anything better to do. Except for maybe writing your own novel, but after seeing this movie your own novel may not seem so important after all… (aaaw!)

Mavis is a young adult author, ah, kind of, she’s actually a ‘ghost writer’, which if you ask Kate William (who wrote the Sweet Valley High books) is kind of the same thing. Basically the premise is – Mavis forgot to grow up. She was so caught up in writing for teens and living like a teenager herself that she gets to 37 and she’s still getting wasted and acting like a child.

Let’s get one thing straight y’all (y’all? Man, I’ve so been watching too much Nashville) I do not judge about how you want to live your life. If you want to go out partying throughout middle age and not get married and not have kids and just do you then power to you! But Mavis doesn’t seem real happy about her choices and so she ends up going back to her crappy little hometown, convinced she’s meant to be with her ex-flame who’s wife just popped one out and who also just happens to be… Esme?! Needless to say – chaos ensues!


I really liked this movie. It was quirky, sad and awkward, but it was also witty and it had a soft edge. It’s about letting the past go, and growing up, if you want to.



X is for Xanadu

When people ask me “what’s your favourite movie of all time?” I always say Xanadu. Then they look at me like…


I basically know the whole movie, lyrics and lines, by heart. When I was a kid I used to choreograph the whole soundtrack on Sundays while listening to the record. Then when walkmans got invented I taped the vinyl ONTO a tape and listened to it while I roller-skated around in circles in the garage after I got mum and dad to move the cars out.

I have never not lived in a world where Xanadu didn’t exist and for that I am truly thankful. And because I watched it pretty often throughout my whole childhood (and adulthood) I thought I’d share with you some of the the awesome things I learnt about life from watching it so much.

1. Being alive is awesome!


2. You are not just one thing. You can be a cowgirl, a sexy minx, a rockabilly pin up, the girl next door, or a magical muse!


3. True love is real, but it’s not always easy! Sometimes you’re not human and your boyfriend is, but you can make it work!


4. Auras are cool! And they change colour when you’re sad.


5. Coincidences and signs always mean something, like when this album cover was supposed to be of just the building, but when they got the film developed Kira was there! WOAH!


6. Gene Kelly is just about the coolest guy ever.


7. Everyone can get along if they try, just like when Sonny wanted electric guitars and Danny wanted old school jazz. Click the link for the video!  Dancin’

8. Fitness should be fun! Ditch the gym guys, and get your skates on!


9. Follow your dreams! Here’s an invitation.

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10. Because dreams can come true! Naaaaaaw!


L is for Laverne & Shirley

Laverne & Shirley was all about chics doing it for themselves, they were single women living alone and making it happen. It was totally 70s/80’s feminist chic-comedy. So empowering! Like actually way more empowering than shows like Sex and the City if you think about it. Yeah I just said that.

Watch an episode – there’s loads on YouTube and see what you think. They don’t spend hours upon hours moaning about failed relationships and rating their self worth by the price of their fancy footwear, they just get on with LIFE!

They just don’t make ’em like the used to.


Time Out



“How can I find time to write?” You may have found yourself asking the internet. 

“Write every day!” The internet replies. “Make time before work, after work, late at night, weekends. If you want to be a writer you have to write every day! Do a John Grisham and get up at 4 am and write for two hours. If you don’t find time to write every day you clearly don’t really want to be a writer, do you? You have no passion and no motivation, and if you can’t help yourself then I can’t help you.”


Urgh! I had such a crazy week last week I didn’t even wash my hair for 3 days. But according to the writer’s theory of the internet this means I have no motivation to pursue my dreams, no passion for what I’m doing and I should probably just go back to the couch and continue watching the box set of Misfits on 4OD – the only thing I’ve really done this past week, apart from either be at work or be freaking out about work. 

I get up at about 5 am every morning. Not to write, but to go to my day job. Where I stay all day. When I come home I quite often write for a couple of hours, but I also do other things. Like cook my dinner, put on laundry, or even spend time with actual humans! I do not write every day. There, I said it. Now you all know. I’m a failure at being an aspiring novelist!

My advice is this; totally write as much as you can! But on those days when you just need to veg out, hang out with your bf/gf or bff, finally finish reading a book, go to the pub or whatever else you do in your life – just go do it and don’t beat yourself up! Don’t let Pinterest quotes or other random writing advice sites make you feel like you aren’t passionate or good enough to write just because you don’t do it every day. Giving up the entirety of your minuscule moments of spare time and missing social occasions and ignoring your girlfriend so you can stay home and write your Zombie Apocalypse novel won’t make you the next Isaac Marion. Probably. Maybe it will. I don’t know. 


All I can do is drag myself out of bed and go to work all day and then hope that listening to a Whitesnake playlist really loud on the 65 minute commute home keeps me energized enough to write when I get there. Because I do want to write. I want to write so bad. I want to write more than anything! I just also really like having food on the table and right now those two things don’t go together. But I will get there and I will finish my first readable draft by Easter weekend! I just might not do it by writing every single day, because some days I just want to sit on the couch with a pizza and a couple of beers. 


Life lessons brought to you today by Bryan Adams

It’s been an exciting week in the world of Time Traveller’s Scrunchie! In case you missed it all over Facebook and Twitter

The real actual Bryan Adams replied to my tweet! 


Do you think I could even hold my phone when I saw I had a notification from BRYAN ADAMS?! I was fangirling all over the house! 


But it very nearly didn’t happen because I almost deleted the blog post I wrote about Bryan Adams being Buddy Holly in a past life. 

When I told people about the Buddy Holly reincarnation theory, they mostly looked at me like I was totally quackers!


But I wrote the post anyway because it was just too exciting not to! I thought that people would be just as excited about it as I was!

But it turns out I was a bit wrong, because the next day I checked my stats and I’d had about 3 views. One person on Facebook liked it; my sister. 

I felt pretty stupid. I almost just took it right down. I don’t want to look stupid on the internet! The whole point of this blog is to share what I’m doing and find people who like what I’m writing about so that they might want to read my book when it’s published. The idea here is not to look too crazy right?! This is my future career I’m playing with! 

But I left it up, even though when I checked my stats again that night nothing much had changed.

So why did I suddenly decide it was a good idea to tweet Bryan Adams and ask him if he was a reincarnation of Buddy Holly? Urgh! I don’t even know! It was one of those moments where you just do the thing and then later wonder if perhaps it was just a bit too loopy. Oh well, Bryan Adams doesn’t know me, who cares if he thinks I’m loopy? He’s not exactly in the demographic for my YA novel about time travelling to 1983, although he is mentioned in chapter 6. And my male lead kind of looks like him a bit. I describe him as a cross between James Dean and a 1980’s Sting with a dash of Bryan Adams. Heeeheeehahahaha! 


So anyway, when Bryan Adams replied to my tweet the next day suddenly everyone was interested in what I was saying. That post has now had 79 views! Awesome! 

If I had deleted my post like I’d thought about and run away and hid under the doona (or duvet) of self deprecation Bryan Adams would still not know I exist. 

I’ve spent a lot of time throughout my 33 years on this beautiful and bizarre planet worrying about what people think of me. I’ve spent a lot of time not doing things and not saying things because I’m worried about people thinking I’m weird. I’ve spent a lot of time putting multicoloured 80’s jumpers in my ebay cart and then taking them out because people might think I look silly in them. 

But now I’ve now decided to give myself permission to be myself. Because even if a lot of people think you are weird, or stupid, or mental one person might like what you’re doing. And that person might just be Bryan Adams. 

Thanks for the lesson Bry. x



I just came across this blog post on Bookmarked Pages about DNFing this afternoon while taking a break from being obsessed with young Axl Rose, eating cheese popcorn and working on my sequel. And I got to thinking about how the whole DNF thing is basically exactly the same as LOVE.


What’s a DNF? In this context, it’s a book you Did Not Finish. As in, Outlander was so long and the sex scenes bugged me so I DNFed.

As I was reading this post I thought about my own reasons for doing a DNF. The main reason I DNF is if I’m just not enjoying myself that much, if there’s no spark, no connection. If the book isn’t making me want to pick it up and read it it’s looking like a DNF.

Do you know how many books there are in the world? I don’t. No one does! Now that we have self publishing on the internet pretty much every person on the planet is working a novel, which means that including all the books already written, there are a hell of a lot of them out there. So why are you reading a book you don’t love? Why are you reading anything less than a page turner?


Some reasons I’ve done a DNF:

1. The plot is going nowhere. Nothing has happened for about 100 pages.

2. The characters suck, you don’t care about any of them.

3. It just annoys the hell out of you for some reason – bad sex scenes (my bugbear!), unrealistic dialogue, things that don’t make sense, people dressing badly, annoying characters, etc. etc.

4. It’s really badly written – I actually don’t mind a badly written book if it’s got a good story, The Ghost and the Goth books are a good example of this, not great literature, but a fast paced cute story with a crushable protagonist.

5. It’s not your style, you don’t connect, you don’t know why, it’s just not working.

6. You have a pile of books about a mile high of other books to read, including a John Green book.

7. Your life is too short for this.


So why do you keep going when you should probably just DNF?

1. You think it’s going to get better. Hello, you’ve read more than half of this book, it’s had it’s chance to woo you!

2. You don’t want to seem like some kind of failure. Reading a whole book you don’t like is not a success people!

3. Everyone else read it and thought it was awesome. There must be something wrong with you. Don’t worry, I’m the only person I know who has liked The Ghost and the Goth books, who cares? You can DNF that book, I won’t change the way I think of you. If I did I would be a jerk. I also DNFed The Host even though I loved Twilight, so yeah. No judgement here.

4. You have nothing better to do. OMG, go to a book store or hit up Good Reads or Amazon or one of my fave sites, FYA and look at the book reports for inspiration because there are SO MANY GOOD BOOKS in the world. Or send me a message and I’ll send you some chapters of my current draft and you can give me some feedback. Or look at cats on the internet because that’s fun too.

So how does this relate to relationships? Argh, do I have to spell it out? This whole post has been a metaphor for your relationship!

I’m so lucky because my current relationship is like a John Green novel. But I’ve been there kids, I’ve been in a DNF, quite a few actually. And sometimes, you just have to put that book down, go out to Waterstones with a Starbucks in your hand and find the YA (or genre of your fancy) section and browse around a little because there are WAY too many good books out there to be reading something you don’t just love.