Camellia
It seem
s a very long time ago now, but I once lived in a house which had a gorgeous white camellia bush outside the back door. One day I discovered one on the doormat. Every petal had been shredded.
If I’d been muscling in on the Gosport Mafia’s dodgy
Camellia
It seems a very long time ago now, but I once lived in a house which had a gorgeous white camellia bush outside the back door. One day I discovered one on the doormat. Every petal had been shredded.
If I’d been muscling in on the Gosport Mafia’s dodgy
Who’s the daddy?
My story in the current (March) issue of Take a Break’s Fiction Feast was inspired by a prompt from a writing buddy in an online group I belong to. Thanks Niddy Reece!
I Want My Real Dad features Mary, a
Uncle Mick
A while back I entered a competition for which the prize was a reading and recording of the winning story. You can listen to
A plea for Chicklit
In this case Chicklit isn’t a fiction genre, but a fictional chicken. She features in my short story What Use Is A Hen Which Doesn’t Lay? .
I’m delighted she’s through the first round of the latest Kishboo magazine competition. Click on the title to read it for free
p.l.r.
Public lending rights, or p.l.r. are a payment of six and a bit pence, made to authors when their books are borrowed from UK and Irish libraries. The author has
January Read
I’m delighted that my novel Escape To the Country has been selected as one of the January reads for this online book group. They’ve invited me to join them in February to
January Read
I’m delighted that my novel Escape To the Country has been selected as one of the January reads for this online book group. They’ve invited me to join them in February to
Something Different
I have two stories in the current (February) issue of Take a Break’s Fiction Special. That’s quite enough to keep me happy, but