Anna is eighteen, and hasn’t had an easy childhood. Diagnosed with ADHD, she’s been on medication since she was twelve. She’s an intelligent , caring young woman, who has already had more to cope with than most people have in a lifetime, but she was coping with it well and had her future mapped out … More When life crumbles around you – parents, PLEASE have this conversation with your children.
I have read a lot of series in the past and marvelled at how they were put together, how events from the first or second books played a pivotal role in the later books. How on earth did the authors weave these books together so flawlessly? Having written several stand-alone books and two historical series, … More Writing a series – different approaches.
It’s what my ex mother-in-law used to say when I phoned her and asked her how she was. ‘I’m a mess of minor miseries.‘ At ninety-seven, having lost her husband of sixty-nine years, she was more than entitled to have the occasional moan, and I like to think I was a good listener. She was … More A Mess of Minor Miseries
Yesterday, I had three attempted scams on my finances. The first was someone purporting to be Amazon – an e-mail saying I’d ordered a 76″ TV at a cost of in the region of $1700. If I didn’t order it, go to a website and – you know the score, give them your bank details … More Scams and generosity – the eternal struggle for good over evil.
I suspect most authors have a book that doesn’t sell well. Is it the marketing, the cover, the title, the subject matter, or the book description – the ‘blurb’? Or is it because my main reader base is historical fiction and this novel is anything but – or is it? My ‘livre noir’ is a … More Books that don’t sell.
Holocaust Memorial Day marks the liberation, on January 27th 1945, of Auschwitz-Birkenau, the Nazi death camp in Poland, by the Russian 60th Army. While most people have heard of Auschwitz and the horror perpetrated there, many would reasonably believe that liberation put an end to the inmates suffering, that they were rescued and returned to … More The March of Death – Holocaust Memorial Day
You wouldn’t think that was a big ask, would you? George’s hens, along the far side of Chapel Lane, lay the most beautiful eggs, so after a request from my husband for more eggs, I set off with the dog, a carrier bag, and an empty egg box to fetch some. It’s a bitterly cold … More Half a dozen large eggs, please.
I freely admit it. I’m the grumpiest person around when it comes to Christmas. The thing I hate most, apart from the incessant Christmas songs, the hype, and the commercialism, is writing Christmas cards. I moan my way through it evey year, and this year, with Covid and the risk of spreading the virus, I … More The Christmas Grouch.
A woman knocked on my door early this morning. She was holding a blackberry bramble and a pair of secateurs in her hands. Apparently, she was renting our holiday cottage at Crwsyddig and wanted me to clear the footpath close to the cottage. I’d just made myself a cup of tea, so I asked her … More How not to make a cup of tea!
We all do it, whether it’s the simple act of walking down the road, seeing a primrose in early spring, touching the hand of a loved one, having a meal with friends, or listening to music. And we all moan about the weather, the government, the state of the world in general, and few of … More Taking things for granted. Holocaust Remembrance Day 2020.