I have wanted to be a writer for many, many years but it requires a discipline and a commitment to…
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It’s been so many years in the making. God only knows when I dreamt this story – well, the bare bones of the story – but it had to be the best part of 18 years ago. I even dreamt the title of “Edwin’s Ghost”. It was one of those dreams that you remember clearly when you wake up, and so I wrote it down thinking “well, what do I know of haunted houses, children who see and speak with the departed, and 1920’s jazz?” As luck would have it, 16 years ago we moved into a pleasantly haunted house. Handy!
Read moreHaving lost four dear old dogs within a year of each other, the pain associated with that really did hold…
Read moreI’ve vented my spleen with my hairdresser this morning (she understands me!) but the need to articulate my anger at…
Read moreWell, I heard a snippet of a news article on BBC Radio this morning that said that schools should start…
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Mm, well I’m no virgin but I have just written my first novel. And God, was it painful! Well, it…
Read moreI was listening to part of the Good Morning Sunday program on Radio 2 last weekend and it was dedicated…
Read moreEvery day my poor brain is filled with things I want to say or write about. I’ve decided to list…
Read moreI felt I had to write something about the QI Elves Word of the Day (19thC) – Smellfungus – someone…
Read moreIt’s been quite a hideous year, has 2015, in some way or other. There has been a moment or two…
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