Luna Station Quarterly is a speculative fiction magazine featuring stories by emerging women authors.
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Category Archives: The Pen Across the Pond


New Year thoughts

by Judith Field


The festive season is over.  But spare a thought for the people who were parted from their loved ones over the holiday period, and who instead had to spend it with their families. We like to play parlour games, like “guess when the bin men are coming” and “spot the frozen kitchen water pipe”.  I’d […]


Thief of Joy

by Judith Field


Do you find writing easy? Do you sit down at your computer, or pick up your pen, and find the words just flow? I can think of about two stories I’ve written where that happened, stories which almost seemed to write themselves, but otherwise it’s one hard slog. My day job and demanding family mean that […]


Why write fantasy?

by Judith Field


When I was doing my English degree, one of my tutors didn’t like fantasy. In her opinion, “the supernatural takes over the story”. But isn’t that the whole idea? I wrote a ghost story screenplay. She liked it, but classed it as “family entertainment” (children’s literature was a genre we weren’t meant to write in […]



Reading and re-reading revisited

by Judith Field


I posted a while ago about a book that I love here. I asked whether, using the novelistic convention of dramatising exchanges and giving direct speech to characters, to convince the reader that what they are reading is real, goes beyond the bounds of true biographical writing? Here is another book that I read time and again, also […]



Jolly Writing Weather?

by Judith Field


A rainy day in Mill Hill town Had me low had me down. I viewed the morning with alarm; Working at home had lost its charm. How long, I wondered, could this thing last? But the age of miracles hadn’t passed, For suddenly I saw you there And through rainy Mill Hill town The sun […]


Dreams

by Judith Field


Writing is still my dream. I still wear the dream pendant I blogged about. Do you dream? We’re all supposed to, but we can’t always remember them. Dreams play an important role in our lives, they’re needed for a restful and refreshing sleep. My favourites are the ones where I can fly. It beats getting […]


The White Stuff

by Judith Field


One morning last week I looked out of my bedroom window into the dark, slumbering Mill Hill street to find that Jack Frost and his elfin helpers had been tripping hither and yon during the night, flicking their fairy brushes to paint trees, pavements and car windows with a dainty crystal dusting. That’s enough of […]