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Julie Myerson

The novelist Julie Myerson was born in Nottingham in 1960. She read English at Bristol University and has worked for the National Theatre and in publishing. She is also a regular guest on BBC2’s Newsnight Review’.

Her first novel, Sleepwalking, was published in 1994, followed by The Touch (1996), Me and the Fat Man (1998), and Laura Blundy (2000). Her most recent novel, Something Might Happen, which explores the devastating effect of a brutal murder on the inhabitants of a small seaside town in Suffolk, was published in summer 2003 and was long-listed for the Man Booker Prize for Fiction.

Her first work of non-fiction, Home: The Story of Everyone Who Ever Lived in our House, was published in 2004, followed by a memoir about PE at school - Not a Games Person (2005).

Julie Myerson’s work has been translated into many languages. Her latest book is The Story of You (2006).

Her column in the FT House & Home section will run weekly and is called Home is where...

E-mail: julie.myerson@ft.com - -

My goodbyes on a breath of spring

As Julie Myerson writes her valedictory column for this page, she gives thanks for the audience she gained and the theme that linked them together

Alone with the sobs of a ghostly child

The grip of fear that held Julie Myerson during a research trip to the House of Detention in central London inspired a scene in one of her novels

Big as a palace, sad as a prison

Her popular friend lived in a beautiful, huge house but Julie Myerson felt like it was a strange kind of nowhere place which didn’t really feel like anyone’s home at all

A lifetime of ordinary dramas

Living for about two decades in the same house, Julie Myerson remembers the people who have come and gone next door

A talk from a tentative teenager

Having left years ago to become the writer she always wanted to be, Julie Myerson wonders why returning to her hometown always turns her back into an uncertain youth

Everything that’s familiar looks different

For Julie Myerson, the arrival of a newborn can bring a remarkable transformation not only in people but even to a place, turning what was absolutely familiar into something vastly different and strange

Laughing all the way to the South Bank

Julie Myerson recalls her first job as the press office secretary in London’s National Theatre and how she comes to regard this concrete piece of modernist architecture as her rock

Life and death under the Tuscan sun

As a 19-year-old au pair in Italy, Julie Myerson stood in the room of death, where an old lady waited to take her last breath

There’s a message in the bottle

Julie Myerson wonders about a childhood memory of an angry lady in her neighbourhood and a strange man who eventually killed himself, unsure how much she may have conjured up

Never got used to living in awe of Alice

Julie Myerson reminisces about her time in possibly ‘the coolest’ student house. After an eerie meeting in the monstrous, end of terrace crammed with bicycles and boys and a view over a gorge she is left with a haunting feeling

Sad, brown marriages, beige houses

Second home but not second class

The look in Camille’s eyes haunts me

Excitement and Eskimo ambitions

Waiting for real life to start?