Antonia Honeywell

Writer

It all begins again…

Welcome to my website.

Things have changed since I first posted here, so it seems right to have my introduction as the first blog post I published since finding myself unable to write, since knowing I wanted to, and trying to find a way through. This is how it is now, and as I say in the post, ‘Over the next few weeks, I’m going to write about learning to write all over again.’ I hope you’ll join me.

My latest posts

It all begins again with a new blog post…

Once upon a time, I had a lovely novel rejected (in fact I’ve had multiple novels rejected more than once at several times, but that’s not important right now). This novel had got me an agent. It had got me a lunch with an editor (Pizza Express, no less, and she paid). It had made it through … [Read More...]

Andy Murray Is Not Dead

Andy Murray is not dead.   I think it’s very important that we understand that Andy Murray is not dead. Across the media, his imminent retirement from tennis is being announced with sweeping statements in the past tense. ‘He was the greatest British sportsman of his era,’ tweets Patrick … [Read More...]

Day 24

It’s two o’clock in the morning on Christmas Eve. Everyone around me is sleeping. The house is full to bursting – even the kitchen has been commandeered as an extra bedroom – and our final guests will arrive this afternoon. I’ve been woken up by fear that I’ll forget to take today’s lunch, prepared … [Read More...]

Day 23

It’s the last Sunday of Advent. Here at Christmas Central, we’re expecting another tranche of relatives, plus my niecepup (‘No, mummy, she’s our cousinpup!’), a small energetic Jack Russell with a face that always looks like she’s smiling. The small peoplecousins aren’t familiar with dogs and things … [Read More...]

The Ship

I am living on a ship of my father’s creation. I live with five hundred people whom my father has chosen. We have everything we could ever need – … Find out more

About Antonia

I was born to two people who loved each other; unfortunately this didn’t last, so I’ve largely written off my childhood. Life really began when I went … Find out more