Sometimes I can be a bit slow on the uptake… No, I hear you cry, not you – you’re the epitome of quick-wittedness. Nothing gets past your razor-sharp brain… Well, sorry to disillusion you, my lovely reader, but sometimes I totally allow things to slip the net. I’ve never been one to stand in theContinue reading “Writing, Award Ceremonies and Comfort Zones”
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9/11/21
I’m not American, and I have never been to New York (although it is scrawled on a bucket list of places to visit, somewhere in between New Zealand and the Canadian Rockies). I didn’t know anyone working in or visiting the World Trade Centre or any of the people on the planes, and have neverContinue reading “9/11/21”
How Hard Can It Be?
I remember thinking this when I decided to write a novel. It was about five years ago, I had a block of a few hours every afternoon to myself and I’d always fancied having a go at writing a book. As it turns out, my naivety knew no bounds… But we only know what weContinue reading “How Hard Can It Be?”
Responsible Self-Publishing
I got ‘book mail’ today, and I am excited – a couple of books have arrived which I can’t wait to get stuck into. Both are self-published. Both look awesome. I read a wide variety of genres, styles, and authors. I love everything from Jane Austen to Terry Pratchett, via Elly Griffiths, Mick Herron andContinue reading “Responsible Self-Publishing”
The Case of the Mysterious Disappearing Blog
During lockdown my focus has been hard to maintain. My mind flits off in all directions, making creating anything meaningful a challenge. The writing of blogs completely disappeared from my mental ‘to do’ list. I mean, everyone’s got enough on their plates, right now, without me wittering on as well… But the other day IContinue reading “The Case of the Mysterious Disappearing Blog”
How you know when you’ve hit middle age…
We have just enjoyed a very family-orientated Christmas – the format is one day with his family, the other with mine, in an uber-fair yearly rotation. And luckily we all get on well enough for the days to proceed without the need to spill anyone’s blood. This year, however, was the first time I trulyContinue reading “How you know when you’ve hit middle age…”