The Big What If

I was speaking with a friend the other day. One of my oldest friends of all, the one who’s known me since grade school, who shared in my teenage indiscretions and was maid of honour at my wedding. We live far apart and have for some time, but whenever we get together it’s as thoughContinue reading “The Big What If”

Opening The Gates

So I’ve been thinking about this for a little while. About the concept of creativity and the different forms it can take. There are the obvious ones, like painting and sculpture and music and song. Some people have a talent for designing clothes, able to visualise the way fabric drapes around the human form, whileContinue reading “Opening The Gates”

A Monday Update

Hi everyone! Hope you all enjoyed a nice weekend 🙂 Just a very quick post today, linking to a guest blog I’ve written for the Bloomsbury Writers & Artists website: https://www.writersandartists.co.uk/2015/06/social-media-and-the-art-of-promotion# It’s about different promotions I’ve tried for my book, and the idea of working within a budget (as I am). The W&A site isContinue reading “A Monday Update”

Live In Hope

The other day I received a rejection letter. It was fine, as they go. It addressed me by name, offered the vague yet slightly hopeful response that my story ‘wasn’t what they were looking for at the moment,’ and reminded me to format future submissions in standard manuscript format (which, to be honest, seems toContinue reading “Live In Hope”

The Biggest Blogging Event of The Year is HERE #BloggersBash

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The biggest blogging event of the year is here. If you have blogging friends, comrades or just fancy being nosy, then this event is for you. I am organising the first Bloggers Bash. An opportunity for you all to get together and meet the friends you made through blogging, in…

Ghosts of My Grandfather

My grandfather died in his church. For many years he was vicar there, the ancient village surrounding it dating back to the Domesday Book (and possibly beyond). It was the kind of place that had a castle once, but ‘Simon De Montfort and his crew tore it down.’ Where the old manor house had fallenContinue reading “Ghosts of My Grandfather”

An Observation, Part 5 – A Glimpse of Snow

It was a hot Melbourne day, the kind where the air is heavy and damp before 9am, holding the city hostage until a cool change blows in from the west. I was waiting for a train at one of the red brick rail stations so ubiquitous in the inner city, federation bungalows and Victorian housesContinue reading “An Observation, Part 5 – A Glimpse of Snow”