I have unusually coloured eyes: marbled green-grey with a rim of hazel brown. Each could be a pond in a wood, a rockpool in the North Sea, some strange well. Continue reading
. . . comes the muck cart, as my Grandfather Spink used to say.
Photo by Jon Tyson on Unsplash
I won a prize! Not just by chance but for one of my short stories. This has made me glad for all sorts of reasons . . . Continue reading
Welcome to The Garret, Joanne. Let me find you a quiet seat by the window. My Muses can be flighty. Continue reading
Rebel NYC by Tom Simpson https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/
In which I consider the unconventional heroine in the light of my discussions in ‘Tribal’. Continue reading
Zoe Jakes performing to Beats Antique. Tribal Fusion belly dance.
This post came about from considering the comments of two friends/colleagues: namely Vivienne Dacosta (Serendipity Viv of Serendipity Reviews) and Joanne Harris. Continue reading
My new friend Gilli Fryzer, and Neil Gaiman
I was lucky enough to be one of the listeners at Neil Gaiman‘s short story masterclass c/o The Word Factory. Among the many points that made me think was his continuing need to outwit himself in order to create. Continue reading
One of the features of a book worth reading is its voice. On panel events at festivals etc you will hear that publishers and agents are always seeking for a work with a distinctive voice.
What does that actually mean? Continue reading
Dreams and story-making walk side by side – no wonder the Aborigines speak of the Dreamtime in their creation tales. I’ve never forgotten Lucy Coats leading a shamanistic dream journey at the SCBWI retreat in Dunford House – a powerful way to go inside your creative self. Continue reading